Blogging is hard.
I usually manage to get across the general gist of what i'm trying to say, though perhaps not as eloquently as I had originally intended. To do so would require time for reflection, but with a community that moves so fucking fast by the time I am finished reflecting on a blog my attention has been distracted by someth- oooh look, A bird!*ahem*
Sometimes I honestly cannot explain what the fuck i'm doing.
This usually leads to normal, rational people leaving me frustrated comments pointing out what an idiot I am. You don't need to tell me. I already know.I am also, as has often been commented, an impulsive buyer. There is no trend to my purchase strategy, just unprecedented madness. Upon finding my next materialistic target I either purchase immediately or spend the rest of my life regretting my transactional cowardice. So it goes with videogames; being the sort of person to saturate myself in the journalistic tirade of previews, hands-on, hands-off, podcasts, interviews, quick looks, develop diaries and ultimate reviews of every damn game that comes into existence I tend to reach a state of acceptance where I know if a game is going to appeal to my addiction of virtual murder long before I have ever had a chance to play it. Where would we be without the internet? Yesterday.
There are times when I am horribly wrong. I take no shame in admitting my mistakes, only in that I fail to learn from them.
Borderlands is a game I should own. I know this, you probably agree with this, and logic therefore dictates that I should just buy the damn game and stop being such a fucking pussy - especially since it's now half price on Steam. It looks like something I could enjoy. It has been recommended me countless times by friends from around the world, local and foreign. But i'm not going to fucking buy this game. You know why? No. Neither do I. Fuck.
Metro 2033
is a game that, for some reason, I cannot buy on Steam. I can buy a copy from amazon, from gamestation, from pretty much anywhere except via digital distribution. This perplexes me, but for perhaps more bizarre reasons this makes me want to play the game even more. The one thing i'm told I can't immediately have is the thing I want the most. It wouldn't even be difficult to get a copy, I can order one online and have it delivered by tomorrow if needs be. But will I buy it? Fuck no. I'm just going to sit here and grumble about how it's not on steam. I bet someone planned it this way. Bastards.I also want to buy Settlers 7. Having heard about the madness behind Ubisoft's DRM I am exercising restraint. Again, my decision not to buy something I want seems reasonable, only floundering on the reality that I am never more than 5 meters from a stable internet connection so the DRM wouldn't really effect me anyway. Such restrictive DRM is the sort of thing I feel I should be opposed to on principle, which is fucking insanity in itself. This measure has been installed because, lets face it, the PC market is crippled by piracy. I appreciate that people may find the DRM restrictive but claiming it's a matter of principle that people should effectively be allowed to continue functioning as thieves is fucking ridiculous. On the other hand, that doesn't mean Ubisoft should require their players to jump through such a dramatic series of flaming hoops. It's a tough one. I agree something had to be done, but this is clearly not it - and I have a feeling this decision could have savage repercussions for Ubisoft.
Anyway
I'm not playing games much right now. I'm reading books. What's a book? It's like the internet except made from trees.Thanks For Reading
Love Sweep
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