What was I talking about?

The blog you are about to read was typed out during what appears to be a reaction from the lack of caffeine in my system and nothing of which has been typed is of any importance at all.

Attention-Deficit Disorder is a cruel thing. So many ideas flying thru my head,yet as I reach out to grasp these ideas, they slip thru my fingers like a condom package that can't be opened when the time is just right....frustrating to say the least.

Here I am, sitting at my computer between bus routes, trying for the life of me to come up with a new gamertag for LIVE. The dog laying on the floor ripping gas from the shit she ate just a few hours ago....(and I do mean shit if you've read any of my previous blogs). The wife left for her noon route just minutes ago and my oldest son is going crazy because the WoW servers are down as always on tuesdays.

Where was I? Oh yes...the name change...I think anyways, maybe not but who really cares right?

I just want something simple like Ziggs, but some timmy out there has already taken that one as far as I can tell. I can't get my old PC name of Grunt, for thats another tag used far to often in this day and age of FPS gaming.

Looks like it's gonna snow here again. I need more coffee but I'm too damn lazy to run upstairs and make another pot. I'm hearing those voices in my head again and they keep repeating the same thing over and over again.

The video game says "Play me"
Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a one on one
Feeling running down your spine
Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it owns you

Me bad....I've got AC/DC's "Who made who" playing on repeat in the background.