It took tremendous effort on my part, but I've managed to momentarily halt my steady process of post-finals decomposing long enough to post this update. Alex, on the other hand, is still highly successful in his attempts to maintain an entirely vegetative state consisting of sleeping and playing ridiculous and repeatative video games.

In fact, at this very moment, he seems to be playing some sort of video game called "Just Cause." The premise? A flamboyant acrobat who works for the CIA travels to an island nation in South America so that he may "covertly" force an overthrow of the government. I put "covertly" in quotation marks because his CIA training apparently trained him in two and only two skills:

1) Walking into broad open spaced and shooting hundreds of people at a time

2) Flipping around like some sort of ultra-gay combo of spiderman and the "lord of the dance."

The graphics are bad, the controls are worse, and the sound effects are confusing at the best of times. At some times, I find myself straining to understand any of the muffled, faux-Spanish being spoken by the in-game characters, while seconds later, my eardrums will be pierced by the crisp and clearly sound of clucking chickens or barking dogs.

The only saving grace is the presence of constant, hilariously pathetic errors in the game's programming. Rico-spiderman has the uncanny ability to perform a vertical leap 200 feet into the air from a complete standstill, and then deploying and retracting a parachute from his ass. He then can release his chute, and diagonally fall into the cabs of moving vehicles. Upon entry (assuming he succeeds without getting embedded in a tree, getting flattened by invisible trucks, or being exploded by the constant rain of crashing helicopters), Rico-spiderman then throws the limp, baby-like corpse of whomever was driving out the window.

And yet, Alex keeps playing it. To make things worse, I am forced to share a room with him whilst visiting home during the holidays, and with every passing second, the game gets more annoying. He won't stop! Its driving me insane!

I'd leave the house, except I can barely move my arms and legs. Despair...