In other news...
I played Warhammer 40K again and once again, my Tyranids got wiped out. But they gave as good as they got! Woo! I had a lot of fun, even if Huckle from work isn't exactly the least sore loser I ever met - it was a three-way fight, my Tyranids versus Huckle's Eldars versus a Chaos Marine Army played by another coworker of ours whom I'm arbitrarily going to nickname Big S. I mean, Huckle's so sore a loser he's a sore winner. That's right, he was winning and being sore about it. You know, even though he had taken the objective, every time he lost a model from any unit, it deserved a big theatrical sigh and slumped shoulders and some commentary about how they didn't even have a chance to be used properly or how many points they cost, now wasted, or what have you. At any rate, Bis S and I had a good time, even if Huckle was winning.