...Complaining of being bored. Maybe they should get an IM that will deliver messages from when you're not logged in, and there's always that marvel of modern technology, the telephone. Join the 21st century, people.
Or at least the 20th. So there. :-P
And now I'm off to plot my next season of football on the PlayStation... Got stomped in the conference championship game (by the same team that knocked me off in the wildcard game last year). This is Not Acceptable. Eight interceptions. Gaah. There's a reason I prefer smash-mouth and get cranky when my running game gets stuffed.
