get away kid, yer bothering me!

 And so I  threw the game at the cashier's face.

there should be a general rule in a game store, it's to be treated like a sacred ground, akin to a bathroom with multiple urinals. Unless i peek over and ask why you are pissing purple, we don't speak. Game Co. cashier; do not stand at my side pedaling your wears on me. It is almost as if the guy hears me coming, my rupees and coin jingle jaingeling in my pouch., a commission this way cometh. So the cashier with no regard for the bathroom rule, invades. Now I have been down this road before, the course of action was to retreat, find a new game store. This time there is no other game store, no retreat and i am forced to hold the line. the invasion of my game store bubble, sweaty palms, a sense of urgency; must. spend. money. It is almost reason enough for violence, a confrontation insuring my banishment from the establishment. so I left, and went to the inferior store across town. I lost.

-Josh-

day 1: leaving the vault.

    my foray into the world wide wasteland starts here, the initiation begins

Binge gaming at it's finest, I have started and finished roughly twenty games, back to back, since November last year. I traversed many galaxies, saved the world time and time again, hell I even slayed a dragon. Somewhere between Fable 3 and Uncharted: Drakes's fortune, I got tired. I said i was gonna quit and do something else and i did. I read the entire hunger game series, which my wife will attest;  was huge, because I can't read good.  then the siren's call. Honestly i cant even tell you which game came next, it may very well have been I AM ALIVE.  now I am alive was a novel idea, but at the end of the day, I found my gaming self respect. R-E-S-P-E-C-T, so I quit, I quit. I QUIT. Well that was new; up and quitting a game like a job, sadly that is what some of these games turned into: my job after work. I HEREBY RESOLVE I WILL NO LONGER PLAY GAMES THAT I DO NOT ENJOY PLAYING. 

to be continued......