You think I'm talking about Borderlands, right?  Well...I kind of am.  This is a short blog this week, folks, as I've simply been playing Borderlands, installing Borderlands, playing Borderlands, eating Borderlands, living breathing shitting Borderlands.  The game is so far up my ass that my throat tastes like desert sand and canned skag meat.  I'm level 48, gonna hit 50 after work tonight...and then I start all over again on the PC. 
 
HOWEVER...that is not the true meaning of addiction, my friends.  This is.  I can't get it out of my fucking head.  Amidst listening to the new Breaking Benjamin and Chevelle CDs 'round the clock, this is the only song I've been literally singing for the last week and a half: