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Ah, the holidays. The days where I feel like crap for not being to squander my money on material gifts, the days where the love of my life (the primary one, anyway) grows drastically homesick, the days where I have to deal with the hellions that are my niece and nephew.
I wish I could say I had a fantastic Christmas like many of my friends, but I really didn't. Call me a scrooge if you want, but any holiday which helps solidify the fact that I'm really not going to have much luck getting my games back -ever- is one that's depressing in my book.
I think part of that last part is the subtle soul-crushing that only being able to review GBA games gives. The rest just comes from being a hermit by nature, just wanting to be alone. Just remember that while I lurk above like the Grinch, I have no ill will towards the Whos of Who-ville.
I wish I could say I had a fantastic Christmas like many of my friends, but I really didn't. Call me a scrooge if you want, but any holiday which helps solidify the fact that I'm really not going to have much luck getting my games back -ever- is one that's depressing in my book.
I think part of that last part is the subtle soul-crushing that only being able to review GBA games gives. The rest just comes from being a hermit by nature, just wanting to be alone. Just remember that while I lurk above like the Grinch, I have no ill will towards the Whos of Who-ville.