So here I am, at work, trying to get something done.
My brain has suddenly decided to say "NO! NO MORE! YOU'RE TIRED!". I blame the weekend party though.

I invited some folks over to my house on Friday to hang out and and party hard! YEAH!
That was a bad idea, since it was planned as an "All-Weekend-Party" meaning Friday to Monday (Sunday is part of the weekend too) and what that means is that the party has to end Monday morning. As the smart people will have figured out by now, me being in Denmark and all that, that means the party ended Today. It's 10:24 am here right now and the party ended at 5:30am, which meant I had 30 minutes to get some food in and get a shower and then I was off to work.

So why was it a dumb time to host a party, you might ask.
Well the answer to that question is pretty damn simple.
I had forgotten all about the release of Alan Wake last Friday, so Tuesday was the day I sent the invites to the right people.
Friday I decided to stop by Gamestop and get Alan Wake so that's what I did.
I knew it was gonna be there, even if I hadn't pre-ordered it, still got the limited edition thingy and pre-order bonuses, which is always a good thing about going to my Gamestop (BUT IT'S EVIL!)..

So while I could have been playing Alan Wake all weekend, I decided to throw a party instead.
Was it worth it? Hell no, I could have people over every day if I wanted to.

So screw you "young people" and you're lust for parties, you made me lose a bunch of gaming time!

Oh well, back to work, then home and play some more Alan Wake and then, Red Dead Redemption on Friday!
Yee-haw

It's ze end of ze world!

Edit: Also, R.I.P Ronnie James Dio