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Friday, May 9, 2008

I came... I saw... I rocked.

I have achieved the impossible. I have scored 100% on a song in expert mode on Rock Band. Granted, the song was "Roxanne", by the Police (quite possibly the easiest song available on the game for guitar), but you will still bow down and worship my almighty shredding skills! I command it!

In other news, I have once again been talked into working this weekend, this time on Saturday morning. Oh well. At least the hordes of hideous freaks have died down and I'll have the dungeon all to myself.

In one final note, it was pointed out to me by a friend of mine that I still have yet to mention my faithful hell-hound Hastur on this blog, so by popular demand, here are a few pictures. Yes, that's really his name. No, I'm not joking. If you don't get the joke, then shame on you. Go read some H.P. Lovecraft.

Anyway, that's all for today. I know this post isn't very exciting or profound, but hey, it's Friday. Anyways, who do you think I am, The Marx Brothers?

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