We've all heard and seen the cliché's at this point; the chunky, agoraphobic 20 something's with skin as pale and transparently thin as tracing paper who maintain a carefully choreographed dance of not mixing up the bottles of beverage/soup with the ones with urine. people who purposefully stay up till the wee hours of the morning, fraggin Dutch gamers and discussing the finer points of micro transactions on a $ system vs. the M$. Then they tuck on in for a nice 10 hour nap, and begin their sad live anew as afternoon breaks. And for those of us Continue »