I’ve got the blahs again.
Okay, not really. I’ve never ditched the blahs, to be fair. I got them sometime back in December, right before I returned to work after a brief but desperately needed vacation. I’ve never gotten on track since.
The weather finally looks to break here in the upper Midwest, at least for a bit. Soon enough, I’ll be whining about the heat. But today it’s going to top 40F degrees here for a few days, and it felt good yesterday while the family and I busied ourselves with some sunshine for a (very!) few minutes. (Hey, first we walk.)
Today I’m trying to dig out, grind out, some code to finish something I should have had done Friday. I’ll likely get it today or tomorrow but…eh. Hard to stay focused. I almost wish I were a sports fan. I’d read the newspaper or distract myself somehow.
Only 24 hours after trying to go cold turkey on Mass Effect, I ended up downloading and playing (mostly – with help from my Super Game Controller, of course) the rest of the available downloadable content for the game.
For those not in the know, DLC (that’s “downloadable content”) is stuff you can buy (sometimes they give it to you but not always) for a particular game. Sometimes they allow you to change the clothes of the characters. Sometimes they add cool new items to the game. Sometimes they’re additional things to do, or even characters, to add to the game.
For example, in ME2, I got some DLC to allow for a few cool new weapons for my character. I also got a few which add new characters you can use in the rest of the game. Those characters bring required missions with them, so they add a couple of fun layers to the experience over all.
Last night I got a new DLC which extended my play time of ME2 (which I just finished on Friday night). But, over the last several weeks, I also bought two or three DLC packs for ME3, which were actually more fun than the game. I didn’t realize how much depth DLC could add to the experience. I actually ended up liking them better than the main story game itself, and they certainly had better endings.
I would’ve liked to download some of the weapons packs for ME3 into ME2 though. There’s one particular weapon my son and I adore, and we’re almost to the point of using it exclusively.
Heck, it’s almost worth starting up one more run through ME3 with an imported character so I can use that gun. But…
Unfortunately for me, my addictive personality means I usually run my love for something into the ground. This is an observation my loving wife made of me before I did. And when I do I get so sick of whatever it is, I almost never do that thing again. This is one reason why, to the utter bafflement of the kids, I don’t watch favorite movies or listen to favorite songs very often. If I do, I’ll overdo, and pretty soon it won’t be a favorite any more.
So, perhaps before it’s too late, I should either give up on Mass Effect, or at the very least cull back my play time to a couple of nights a week instead of almost three solid months.
On the other hand, I may never get sick of it. And that’s going to mean I’ll continue spending WAY too much time playing a video game and not doing things like a responsible adult. Say, parenting, for instance.
In other news, I finally pulled the trigger on a new mechanical keyboard. It’s got a great positive click for that tactile feedback I love, but DAGNABIT the thing’s LOUD. Holy CRAP. I keep asking my wife if it’s too loud, and she says no. She may not realize I’m asking for ME, not her. I don’t know if I can take it*.
But the price was right. With a couple of gift cards and some price matching magic, all I had to pay for was an extended warranty (two years, covers a lot the manufacturer doesn’t, and if I have to take it back because it’s too friggin’ loud for me, what difference does it make?).
So that’s my weekend. I may be chugging that ‘board back though. I would have had to pay more for the one I had my eyeball on the whole time, but maybe it would’ve been worth it**. Why do I always make mistakes? WHY?!
Hope you all had a great weekend too.
* – I usually get buyer’s remorse. I’m almost guaranteed to regret having bought something within a few hours to a few days. Every. Time.
** – If I’d bought that one, I’d probably have regrets about it, too, but in the store, I didn’t feel the switch action. I should know better than to listen to them in a place with a HUGE noise factor though. *SIGH*