I’ve had a weird couple of months – I wake up, go to work, come home, make dinner and then fall asleep while reading about Détente and classes of chemical weapons. Sometimes I hang out with friends. But otherwise I just read and sleep. This past month in particular, I’ve noticed that my days are slipping by me faster than usual. Which is alright I guess, I’ve got some pretty cool things on the horizon. Tomorrow I’ll busy myself getting Metal Gear Solid V ready for Tuesday. I’m excited for what might be the last big Konami console game. I won’t be able to pick my copy up for a couple of weeks, but I’ve been building the hype up for this for years.

See, I haven’t felt excited about video games in a really long time. I mean really excited. Sure, I enjoyed Splatoon, but it wasn’t something I hung onto every scrap of information for. It doesn’t mean as much, because it’s not a series I’ve held close for a number of years.

Something else happened about a month ago, my Playstation 3 died. More specifically, it’s on the sputtering, yellow light to death. I can’t bring myself to unplug it. I’m looking over at it right now. There’s a thin layer of dust on the glossy casing. I’ve had my PS3 since the 24^th of December, 2008. I think I’ve spent more cumulative hours playing it than any of my other consoles. So while I could be playing other games on other systems, I’m refraining because a stupid sense of attachment to a shiny, over-sized George Foreman-grill of a console. Here’s to you, buddy. I remember pining away for you like it was yesterday. Continue reading