This is probably the saddest chart I've ever seen.

This brings back some memories. Wow — the time I wasted in middle school trying to get girls to like me by playing this game! Not that I would have put that time to any more substantive use, which I guess is part of the point of being nostaligic. Viva la something-or-other!!

I just stumbled across Wil Wheaton's weblog again. I thought it was kind of cool when I first read it a few months ago, but in the back on my mind I was saying, "Just PR, it won't last". Well, it has, and good for him. He's really sharing his life with the world, so maybe we can all get over the obvious pop-culture references that are just an excuse for a bit of cynicism. Keep on trucking, Wil!

It's still early in the morning — about 4am to be precise. I'm pulling what seems to be an all-nighter, and for once in a long while it's not about work. I'm just up, drinking wine, surfing, reading email… It feels good. Tomorrow will probably be a complete train wreck, and I have some programming to do, but fuck it, I'm having fun NOW.