Morning Friday, nice to see you around.
Last night, Nick and I discovered that there are few things greater than puking all over your boss, or pouncing on top of him and clawing him to death. Even if you hold nothing against your boss--we have nothing against Steve, really!--it is surprisingly cathartic.
On a separate note, Left 4 Dead sure is fun.
Oh, and Mr. Xbox 360? Could you and Ms. Tomb Raider try not to freeze up so much? I didn't enjoy redoing that whole level just because you two couldn't play nice. And twice within 30 minutes? Neither of you had problems before last night, what's going on?
Oh no, don't give me that. Don't even think about red ringing, you hear me mister?