Whoops, I did it again

I bought Halo 3. What was I thinking? To quote the President, “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… Never going to be fooled again.” Alas, I’m not as smart.

I bought Halo back when all you really would do for big games is stop at 4 players, or maybe hook a bunch of Xboxen up together. Not really my dig, and I was still PC gaming at the time. I still bought it at one point on the relatively cheap, but eventually sold it with one of my many sold Xboxen. The sequel came out and I bought that, figuring Live play would be worth it. I sold the game a few weeks later, not exactly thrilled. And let’s face it, I fucking hate the original Xbox.

So why does Halo 3 now grace my collection of games? Well, despite my distaste with some of the technical aspects of the 360, I’m not really displeased with it overall. And now that I’m doing a daily job with a static schedule and all that jazz, I “routinify” my gaming. That sounds bad, but it’s pretty good.

Being able to get my gaming into a routine has let me not feel like playing games is my life, but I get enough out of it to be satisfied. I have time to socialize and I’m knocking away the backlog. Life is good. But why Halo fucking 3?

Well, sometimes a man just wants to blow shit up. In designated, safe ways of course. Duh.