  So, last night I'm eating dinner at the table which currently houses all of my Yu-Gi-Oh cards. And I ask myself, "Self, when are you going to get all this crap off of the table? " I tell myself, "Self, there's a method to this madness. " That's when I stopped myself. Had I come to this?
That I have a method planned out on how to organize my yu-gi-oh cards? it was already bad enough that i'm a 24 year old male that plays yu-gi-oh... a game meant for kids. I know there are adults that play this game, but they're usually fat, bald, own a comic book store type deal. I'm not bald and i don't own a comic book store. So that just makes me that much more cooler than a fanboy.
In other news, my cousin is visiting new york. This made me rekindle my interest in going to NYC. It's been almost 4 years since i've last been. I used to go every year. I miss that big city. That city so nice they named it twice. At least it's not baltimore. I've gotten mugged up there. And it's a crazy city lately what with an abandoned child there last week and now the sad news of three children found decapitated. Sad. 
