Illness Has Struck

A terrible illness has afflicted my family. It’s hit my wife and all three of my daughters. It’s been keeping us up late at night. And even worse, it’s been preventing me from gaming. This terrible sickness has a name. It’s called figure skating.

 

I survived the pairs programs. Men’s short program tonight. Men’s long program tomorrow night. Women’s yet to come. Ice dancing. Who knows what else.

 

I can’t complain. I have the freedom to monopolize the big screen tv for gaming on a regular basis. I normally relent willingly and happily. But holy crap do I have a strong urge to turn on my xbox and kill things. I’m not thinking guns and explosives a la MW2 or BFBC2 will do it either. I’m thinking of hiding in a corner and swinging a frying pan, over and over again. Bong! Bong! Bong! That might make me feel more at ease.

 

Meanwhile, please pray for me. Or send alcohol, or stiffy pills. Maybe, just maybe, if I could get hard during the men’s long program I’d have a chance to lure the Missus away from the tele and gain a bit of my composure back. Maybe.