I'm a Friggin' Nerd.

So, I bought Dragon Quest VIII a few days ago. I bought it because it had a playable demo of Final Fantasy XII. I didn't just buy it for the demo, but the demo made me buy it way sooner than I had planned. Let's just say it was fucking worth it. My nerdiness is growing as I type this. Dragon Quest VIII is fantastic. It's a pretty simple RPG, but that's what I like about. I hate having to learn some crazy fucking system just to realize that I did it wrong so the forty hours I spent on it was useless. Anyhow, I'm about four hours into the game and I think I might be addicted to it as badly as I was addicted to Final Fantasy VII a few years back. If I didn't absolutely have to go to work, I would so quit my job and just play this game. God, I'm a nerd.

Thanks to my roommate, I've had to listen to quite a bit of Christmas music the past few days. I hate Christmas music, but this time instead of getting bummed out like I always get when I have to listen to Christmas music, I decided to be proactive and dust off my copy of Christmas with the Vandals. It's everything a punk rock Christmas album should be. It's rocking as balls and it's funny as balls. My favorite song for the holidays is on that album. It's called "Hang Myself from the Tree" and it's the saddest song ever. I recommend you download it and play it over and over again. After about two or three hours of repeat listening, I swear you will be as depressed as me that it's Christmas.

Why don't they have any Thanksgiving carols? It's just as important a holiday as Christmas. Hell, I think it's more important because it's all about being thankful for what you have. Christmas is all about being thankful for what you want to get. Maybe that's why I love Thanksgiving. Just like the white man, it's so pure. It's not about gifts. It's about family, friends and stuffing your fat face.

Speaking of fat faces, that reminds me of a funny story. Well, not so much a funny story, but more of a funny moral. Russ and I were at an all you can eat buffet one day. I ate about twenty pounds of crab legs and they went right thru me. I had to take a deuce. So, I did. I came back and started eating more fucking crab legs. As we both went thru plate after plate of food we both looked up numerous times and said that we weren't even hungry anymore. That's when it hit me. I knew at that moment why nobody likes the United States. Because we're assholes. Also, we're fat. And greedy. And better than them. Hooray for America!!!

Well, I'm out. My sleeping pills are kicking in. Time for nappy nap. Yay!!!