I Am About To Make Many People Angry With Me...

Before I even start writing anything else, I have to say: I lost The Game. Now that it's out of the way, I expect all of you to be honest and comment saying that you lost the game as well because I don't like cheaters.

Since my reprimanding is done, I will let you know now that this entire post is about The Game. If you have a problem with this, then you should probably leave this post and read a post about my clumsiness or one about my ongoing war with birds. But if you are willing to read a whole post about The Game and don't mind me having totally mixed feelings about it, then please do continue reading.

Spiders Are Worse Than Dogs (part1)

I almost died this morning. The previous sentence is in NO way an exaggeration of any sort. I quite literally heard Jesus say welcome home and had that moment when your entire life flashes before your eyes. (if you haven't ever had that moment it is kind of a disappointment as it only has your life in the past not what is in the future) What's even worse is that the majority of the time I had almost died I didn't even realize my life was in danger.

I woke up at 6:20 AM just like every other day. Nothing special about it other than the fact that my phone was going crazy vibrating from Twitter messages. After I read all my tweets I decided I had enough time to lay in bed and decide whether I truly needed a shower or not. If you know me at all then this should be the first sign to you that I was going to have an off morning. I am the kinda guy that will not miss a shower. Ever. While my mind was debating if I needed a shower or not, Mother was wondering why she did not hear the shower running now ten minutes after I woke up. Mother came in my room and made it very clear to me that whether I thought I needed a shower or not I would be getting one. So out of bed I crawled and into the bathroom.