I went to the doctors today for like the first time in absolutely ages. I'm not one for seeking medical attention but my mum made the appointment. Basically, it's about my sleeping patterns. As you may know I have this thing where I can't go to sleep, like at all, until most normal people who have lives and jobs and crap would have already been up for an hour and be on their way to work.
Never mind the whys, hows and wtfs of how this came about. Or alternatively flame me again on my life, or lack of it, if you like. Whatever. The result of this trip to the doctors was a prescription of 28, yes, count them, twenty eight sleeping pills. Fantastic.
I'm supposed to have one a day an hour before I want to go to sleep, which should be about midnight or 1am. If it works, I'll carry on the dosage until I have to go back to the doctors next Tuesday. If it doesn't, and I'm still awake at some godsawful hour of the morning, well, I'll take all of the remaining 27 in one go, that's bound to sort the problem once and for all.
PS I'M JOKING YOU FOOLS, I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE 27 HIGH POWERED SLEEPING PILLS ALL IN ONE GO. Maybe 25...
Anyway here's a funny link about John Romero's Doom 2 deathmatching. I got it off Doomworld. Who doesn't exclaim profanities out loud when they die in-game? I know I do, even though I've never played it multiplayer.