Drunken Socks: Okay then.

If I were to kill my blog I would not be refunded $ for the balance of my annual subscription therefore can't kill it. Yet. That would be a waste of money.

Ironically, today, I have a bit of post-worthy news:

BEHOLD THE F'N GLORY

Sorry about the image quality. I don't know how to photograph white very well but HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

Look at that! I was almost hallucinating in the 9th frame and most def was in the 12th. My arms were jello and shakey. My vision was blurred and all I could hear is "thump, thump, thump". Adrenalin and endorphins. This was better than that one time in a poker game I caught AAK on a flop while holding the other two aces to make 4 of a kind and the other guy had KK and was betting in to me and calling my raise and then reraising me all-in to make a pot of around $400 while I knew he was dead and I had to keep my shit together so as not to give away my hand. That was special. This is something else.

I'm researching the probabilities. I've been bowling seriously for 3 months now.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I've had a serious headache since 9 p.m.

Oh course the first thing that was said to me when I showed off the score sheet to an adoring fan was, "What about these three pins?", pointing at the 7 in the extra frame. (Grammar help requested. Commas before quotes?) Argh.

Update: My friend just summed up this experience, the feelings I had, as "chasing the Dragon". That seems about right. I should have gotten laid.