How much does my life suck right now, midnight on Friday night and I'm getting drunk on my own. I've worked a 50 hour week and should have been in bed hours ago, now I'm thinking I might play Warcraft for a bit. I'm only drinking because I can't be bothered to take the beer back downstairs and put it in the fridge.

If I could remember where I hid my speed it would help, that or remember what I did with the ounce I brought the other day, hidden in some genius location, a location so cunning I don't know where it is.

Bugger