COD

Yesterday was not my day. It started out alright, then from alright to less than mediocre, then just plain bad. I went to a sports bar to watch my beloved Redskins try to pull off a win, and we lost with a few seconds on the clock. Then I got home and checked Facebook and I got a message from my girlfriend, “Hey, we need to talk.” she told me. We didn’t need to talk, she needed to break up with me. And so it was over and I was devastated. This feeling of weakness completely pervaded my soul. I played Call of Duty for 9 hours. 9 HOURS! I slept for 45 minutes, then I went to class.

Today has been rough, but I’ve begun to accept the harsh reality that I am currently faced with. I suppose I’ll be better off in the long run. I no longer have to stress over unreturned phone calls and worrying about where Clara is. The amount of work on my plate is enough.

In other news, Paul Ryan is speaking at Fort Lewis today. Not nearly the amount of hype that Michelle Obama brought to Durango. Unfortunately for Romney/Ryan, Durango is extremely liberal and open to chaos.