Yesterday was a PJ day. Got up and did stuff around the house and relaxed all day. For all of that I spent the whole day in my PJs. Days like that where you stay indoors and the whole world can be ignored are great. It was a good day, not to mention the kick arse chips my wife made.
And checking twitter I now feel crappy. It seems one of the main guys behind giantbomb.com died a few days ago. He was only 34 and had literally just gotten married. Even stranger he shares the same birthday as my wife and my mother. Shit that sucks. The even stranger thing, I was listening to the last podcast he recorded before going off to get married. He was talking about moving around a large arcade cabinet and managing to not get killed doing it.
So with that I think I'll stop. Bad news always has a habit of making me wordless and this is one of those times.
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