When a game's not a game...
I rolled my ankle today playing HvZ. Hardcore. Now, I'm gimped for the rest of the game, if not for much long after. So here's the plan: I'm a meatsack. I'm not going to try to attack/extraneously-defend myself anymore. School and my ability to transport my sorry buttocks between classes is much more important than this game. No more stupid paranoia or long-evasive-trips home.