Hit Horrorclix after work last night, where pseudotheist cleaned my clock. Seriously, it was embarrassing. I spent a fair portion of the game convincing him that his army was a fine example of problems with the game. Heh. It also didn't help that I couldn't roll dice to save my life until it was well too late. On the other hand, we were both cracking up as he used rocket launchers to blow up a rabid bear, and then sent all his rocket launchers to blow up teenagers on rollerblades, because that's comedy gold right there.
Missed clubbing last night, sadly, but sounds like everyone had a blast.
Tonight, hanging out with cool people. Tomorrow, hanging out with a cool toddler.