Statistics.

I found out today that the average gamer has 11,000 gamerscore. Xbox released statistics for achievements yesterday. 6.3 billion achievements have been popped, total, by all Xbox 360 owners. As for the score, we're all above that. In fact, Joseph and Joshua both started the competition higher than the average gamer. *applause*

Can you tell I love stats?

Moving on. Today starts my 4 ish days off. Big points. Coming in hot. I'll break 25,000 today. I may get to 26,000. I have big plans.

Wednesday = Check new Warped Tour bands. Hopefully they don't suck today. A bunch of crappy bands are getting announced each week. Play Star Wars: Republic Heroes. Work meeting. More Star Wars. Drug testing. Pick up drum gear. Go to game night schnockered. Well, not really. Heh.

Thursday = Call of Duty campaign. Hopefully get drum things in the mail. Joe will be coming over around 3. Ilomilo run through. Fresh Life Group. More Ilomilo. Maybe some Rock Band.

Friday = I should be getting Fable II in the mail. We'll see. Either Fable II or Final Fantasy XIII. Today is Roman Numeral game day. Band meeting deal. Then we head to Joe's house for...

SUPER GEARS WEEKEND!!

Saturday = Wake up early. Get Gears of War Triple Pack. Play all day. Eat junk food. Play more. Drink some Dew. Joe does a keg stand. We start throwing things off of the balcony. Did I mention we'll be at my parents' house? No? Hopefully they're too busy to read this. Hire somebody to come wipe Joe's butt. Play more. Save the world from the Locust. Find Joe passed out in kitchen, naked, face down, with Mountain Dew cans everywhere. Joe still has a controller in his hand. Laugh and take pictures for future blackmail. Forget future blackmail. We (Zak and I) post photos on Twitter, Facebook, Flickr, and Myspace. We then pix message the photos to everyone in Joe's phone. Call cops on Joe and try to make cops believe he's a trespasser and we've never met him before. Call mom and tell her Joe's been arrested, but is at the hospital with a film crew there to document the first ever Mountain Dew overdose. Tell her everything's fine, they wipe butts. Drive home. Zak and I work on SpecOps. Gotta complete MW2. Contemplate not answering Joe's only phone call from jail. Decide to pick up and pretend he has reached a chinese restaurant. Sleep knowing I made the world a safer place.

Wow. What a busy couple days. Sounds like a blast.

30,000, here I come. Watch yourself.