OXM - The weekend is almost upon us, a time of happiness and frolics, but our hearts are heavier than something I can't think of right now because I'm too tired to construct metaphors. All is darkness and depression, reader. It has been 72 hours since our last game of Halo 4. Matt is hungover, and for reasons that may never become clear, Log just made me pretend to be a newsagent. Also, the promo copies of Dishonored haven't arrived yet.