Ever have one of those days when you plan your day to do certain things and expect your day to go that way? And little by little things get thrown into the mix that keep delaying most of what you set out to do?

Kinda like when you just cruising in your space craft just patroling the void and making your routine stops and then a few bug aliens come out of know where and you’re like ‘that’s cool, few bug aliens, no problem’ then before you know it, 34 levels later, there are swarms of bug aliens from who knows where attacking you from all angles and no mercy.

It’s been one of those days and I like to call those Galaga Days.