I’ve fallen asleep with the controller in my hands. I’ve brought my console over to other people’s places so we can play together. I’ve even played in tournaments and won, but let’s forget that last one where I managed to fail miserably because I got there on time (which was too early) and got drunk with my friend while waiting for the hosts to set up. I’m a gameaholic.
It all started with that laughing dog who was mocking me because I couldn’t shoot down ducks. Little did he know I could sit 2 inches from my glass television screen and destroy my eyesight in the process. It was an unwritten code among gamers; everybody knew blowing into your Nintendo games made it work better. I spent countless hours leveling up or upgrading car parts. So much so my mom had enough, and wanted me out of the house. She enrolled me in everything extracurricular you could despise. What happened to summer being a season of no learning or weekends being a little piece of freedom?
Over the years I’ve come close to perfecting how to milk an extra day of sickness so I could play video games. When I would hear that garage open, I would turn off the tv and lay in bed pretending to sleep. Yes mom, my stomach still hurts but I think I’ll be fine tomorrow. I really took it to another level when I went to college. You couldn’t ask for much more when you’re on a T1 connection and brand new computer. Everyone was always on and there was no reason to sleep. And now that I’m a bit older, I look forward to coming home and getting in an hour or two before sleep. That’s being modest.
It bothers me when a game takes a step back from the previous version. And there I am, waiting in the lobby to play with others as the countdown to the start of my night receives a message of error. Unable to connect due to network failure. I mope over the 30 minutes we have spent trying to gather a group to get one game going.
Some people think maybe it’s just a phase, but I don’t know if I’ll ever grow out of this. Even though I feel old, I think I’ll always be a kid at heart. And whenever I have kids and playing playstation 10, I’ll definitely whoop up on their butts.