So, turns out I gone done got a bit addicted to The Division. And when I say “a bit”, I mean like, properly, wake-up-thinking-about-it, currently-smelling-a bit-funky-because-I’m-foregoing-showers kind of addicted. It’s not the first time that’s happened to me, for sure (see also; the Fallouts), but it’s not a regular occurrence – and as much as I love playing games, and as much as I’m often itching to turn them on, it’s rare that I get to the thinking-about-a-game-all-the-damn-time stage. I wrote my First Impressions piece having played roughly 10 hours of the game, but that’s now increased to around 30 (which I know thanks to that handy and helpful ‘here’s how much of your life you’ve wasted with this game’ stat that’s prominently displayed when you load up your game – cheers, Ubisoft), so I figure I’m in a position to write a Secondary Impressions piece. Which is what I’m doing. Like, right now. Continue reading “Tom Clancy’s The Division – Secondary Impressions”
Mondays. Ugh. Rubbish.
The weekend – as it so often does – just went ahead and left us, right when we were getting used to having it around. Just as we were mumbling, ‘Hey Weekend, this might be a bit forward, but what if, like, you stuck around and we made this “thing” between us a bit more official and permanent…!?”, it was all like “Nah, you’re alright, mate – I’ma go now…” and fucked off into the sunset, taking our game-playing time (and our favourite CDs) with it.
Still, them’s the breaks. The weekend’s a fickle, short-lived thing for sure, but t’is better to have loved and lost…. and all that bollocks. And – without wanting to stretch this whole weekend-as-a-relationship metaphor too far – maybe some time apart will help!? Not convinced? No, me either, so let’s just crack on with it, shall we!? Continue reading “Monday Morning Procrastination Pack #7”
Yesterday marked my third week of abstinence. Not from meat (I’m a vegetarian anyway), not from cheese or dairy (bollocks to that!), and not from any kind of real vice (see again: bollocks to that!), but from Console Gaming. This wasn’t any kind of religious thing either, and it coinciding with actual Lent was entirely accidental. No, my period of deprivation was entirely down to having decided, at some point (although I can’t really remember when that was now), that getting a dog was a good idea. Don’t get me wrong, that decision wasn’t made lightly, and I am loving the dog owner thing (mostly) but – holy shitballs – it’s a hell of a lot of work! For that reason – and because the blue lights that I once so loved about my PS4/controller are basically puppy smack – I’ve had neither the time nor the cojones to turn on a console. Continue reading “My Unintentional and Secular Lent”
I’m a little pressed for time this week, so this’ll be a quick one.
Basically, Mondays are shite, we all hate them, so I’ve put together a little bug-out bag of Gaming reads to help you survive the Monday-pocalypse. You don’t have to read them, obviously, but if you’re looking to surreptitiously escape the End of (weekend) Days, or if you fancy a quick little bit of gaming goodness on your commute, or lunch hour, or whilst you’re hiding in the toilets, this might help you out. Continue reading “Monday Morning Procrastination Pack #6”
No, wait… Come back…. I haven’t totally lost the plot. Whilst I’d be the first to admit that I’m currently exhausted, befuddled and just generally massively fucking discombobulated thanks to my new status as a Puppy(/limitless ball of destructive energy) owner – the answer to that question isn’t necessarily as obvious as it might appear. Or, more accurately, perhaps the answer’s slightly more subtle than a simple ‘something you play, you big, daft bastard!’ or whatever it was you responded to my question with! Continue reading “What Makes a Game a Game?”
