I spent six or seven hours straight yesterday playing SSB. And that was on top of a couple hours of Halo. Both of these games (even Halo!) are starting to get really fun. At about 10:00 last night our triumvirate of practice mates (myself, Thomas, Alex) took a break to go grab coffee and I actually felt a slight withdrawal from the game. That's an experience I haven't had in a long, long, long time. We're talking like since eighth grade playing Goldeneye. I think I really am returning to my gaming roots: hours upon hours in the same place playing only console games, pushing myself to achieve high scores and win tournaments.
There's really nothing quite like it. I remember playing my Super Nintendo as a child in my bedroom, uncomfortably sitting with my back against the footboard of my bed on the floor in front of the nearby tiny, tiny TV. Man, those were the days.
And dammit, my mind is just in lazy mode and I can't write a damned thing. I've gotta quit.
