So here I sit, the end of another weekend. Hungry, in the dark, playing Unreal Tournament against the computer because the servers are terribly slow, gradually downloading bits and pieces of some speech recognition software so that my craziness can fly at you even faster, but with many more errors. It's a good life. What we need now is for my roommate to come home so I can make him buy me some food. Never thought I'd actually be looking forward to him walking through the door (since usually I narrowly avoid an inopportune moment when he starts unlocking the door), but in this case, it's time to put on a nice puppy face and demand burgers or I will bite him. Excellent. There are no more cold Bawls left, otherwise those could probably keep me entertained for a while, so I guess it's back to comic books for now. That reminds me, My Comic Book Needs Me! Well, at least I need to go there and pick up some stuff, as well as another set of dice, if they tickle my fancy just right. Oh wait, the money thing, right. Oh well.