Diablo 3 is coming, Let’s Eat Wendy’s and Play Until We Die

It’s a commonly known fact around my friends and family that Diablo 2 was (sadly) one of the greatest things to ever happen to me. As a for instance, all I did was play sixteen hours a day with one of my best friends, and spend the time not playing eating fourteen Wendy’s Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers. It was great, because I gained forty-pounds and developed insomnia and what will eventually be a fatal addiction to caffeine.

With Blizzcon this weekend, there’s going to be a deluge of Diablo 3 news that is going to have me in a frothing geek madness. Don’t believe me? When they first announced it last year, I could be fond running around the house, screaming:

“MOM! DIABLO 3 IS COMING! DAD, THEY ANNOUNCED DIABLO 3! BUBS, THEY ANNOUNCED DIABLO 3!”

I could tell by their blank stares they were happy for me. I can’t wait to sit on my ass neglecting loved ones and academic papers while grinding the new Cow Level for the five-thousandth time. Life is good.