May 08, 2004 01:05
My inability to play any video game recently makes me very, very angry. I don't care how many times somebody tells me "it's just a game," but nobody says "it's just your job" to the stockbrokers who throw themselves out of high windows, or "it's just an acid tablet" to the people who think they are orange juice and pour themselves out of windows. But no, everybody targets games for some reason. Maybe because in the latter two cases, the person is dead, or maybe because tunaboats have brainwashed everybody to think that any form of entertainment is satanic. Either way, it all comes down to the story at hand.
I went to the mall, reasonably well trained for DDR, but then I wasn't. I didn't do shit as far as new accomplishments, and I pissed and moaned about it, and I am sure I would have gotten tens of thousands of "it's just a game"'s when I yelled "FUCK!" because I was three seconds away from beating this one song. But hey, I did it anyway, and I went home mildly pissed.
But then I went to play AOK. I don't care how much Ben says the Celtic civilization sucks, but I did a side by side comparison of the elite units and the bonuses, and I still should have owned more than the last two computers of my Regicide game from earlier today. But I didn't. I beat it, and then I went completely retarded. I kept getting gangbanged like an eight year old girl in some poor african country that sets the stage for movies like "Crouching Sun" or "The Lost Virginity". But now I am off topic. Anyway, I kept getting fucked sideways right through the best possible defense of all time. Great. Twice, in fact.
Next time I play Starcraft I might have to use Power Overwhelming. Or if I play Chronic the Hemp Hog, I might need to do something shitty that nobody except for the biggest stupidest noobie could ever do. One day, my video game retardation may end, but for now, I have a mind block. So anybody who wants victories on Starcraft, I will give it my all.