Alone in the Dark

I'd tell you all about how more people should have played Mark of Kri, or that Janet was hotter than Krissy.
But you're all playing Borderlands, and you don't give a shit what I'm talking about.
And you have been since yesterday.
You haven't slept yet.
Many of you likely haven't eaten.
Your girlfriends are calling.
You're checking the number, putting the cell on mute, and saying:
"Fuck it, I'll call her later."
And your buddy says into your headset:
"What?"
And then you say, "Nevermind. Wasn't talking to you."
Soon you won't be talking to her, either.
And you're all playing it without me...

Meanwhile, like all jeans that I wear, I've gotten a new hand-me-down PC tower.
Because my brother can't do 25-man raids without some elaborate system that he's otherwise wasting.
The only thing I have to worry about is whether or not he has transferred his porn yet.
Because stumbling across porn, that's fine.
Stumbling across your brother's porn...
Different story.
Certain hand-me-downs you just don't want.