The following is a recipe for a complete disaster.

Mix 3 two liters of mountain dew , one xbox 360 with Live capabilities, and a copy of Halo 3.  This cocktail of addicting  and equally dangerous componants fuels much of my life. and sometimes I wonder why.

 What is it that keeps me coming back ? I don’t really know, is it a gross addiction? the abusive husband that I keep coming back to? Many late nights have been spent in similar fashion, glued to a TV which is outputting the glorious sound of a BR emptying a clip into my enemy.

And then I realize… I really don’t have to care I’ve walked down the path of shameless addiction and I’m not about to turn back. I love being a gamer! 

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