So this happened...

And that is why I fell off the planet.  

Sorry wells fargo, sallie mae, wachovia, bank of america, citibank, suntrust, AES, lane bryant, notheastern, the US government, mom, and whoever else I was supposed to deal with this weekend.  Sorry, too, to all the residents of Cedar Falls, USA; I know your lives wait for me... but a new game came out!


And I truly regret the sorry state of my home at present.  It is a wreck, and it doesn't smell too lovely either...


And this is why I entertain the notion of maybe not having kids at all...





I did manage to feed the cats.  Feeding ourselves went less successfully.




And today I have to leave the vividly imagined and wartorn world of Albion behind and get my lazy ass to work.  


Continuing with the lazy sloth motif, I've decided not to do anything about thankisgiving.  Much in the same way I did nothing about St. Patrick's day.  I'mma just go to the BHS football game, go to Gramma's, Got to Mum's, and not give a flying fuck about any of it.  That sounded unpleasant.  


Aaron says we'll plan on doing our own vegetarian thing next year.  Meh.


At this point I think I'd rather go with his other, more outlandish idea:  Change the thanksgiving holiday to Second Halloween!  Costumes, haunted things, ghost hunts and so many days off to celebrate properly! 


Seems like more fun than trying to replace turkey on a day centered around turkey...


Oh, right, sorry.  Thanksgiving is about family, right?  Is that why Gramma says we have to eat strictly at noon because the patriots are on at 12:30 and once that magical minute ticks into place we lose half the members of the family to the fucking television?  Yeah.  Forgive me if I'm a little jaded about the family bullshit.


Whoa.  All I had meant to do here was post the picture and call it a day.  Apparently whilst I was defeating tyrants in Albion, my subconscious was cooking up one hell of a tirade!  Sorry folks.  Happy monday?


Just two days of work this week.  Just two.  I can do this...