Normally, this is where i'd talk about how many motherfuckers i took down today whilst playing Age of Conan. Unfortunately, the authentication server proved a sturdier bastion that perhaps necessary (considering i'm on, you know, their side). I wouldn't consider it friendly fire, but it certainly wasn't team work by any stretch. All i want to do is pretend i'm some old barbarian from Cimmeria escaping slavery. Too much to ask?

Work was particularly absurd last night, in more ways than i'd care to talk about it. Leastways, until i know it's behind me and a sufficient solution is found. Take my word for it: it's worrisome and bizarre and borderline surreal. Other than that, it's pretty good, per usual. Never thought i'd say that (or want to), but it's the truth. Tonight, i'll draw steel and as a torrent i will wash through this valley of foes, and as all foes, they'll be pulled beneath the current of my slaughter. I'll also have some sushi for dinner.

I'm a young man.