Xbox Live = Crack
I recently got Modern Warfare 2 and also found a way to use my MacBook as a wireless network bridge. In other words, I connected by Xbox 360 to my MacBook to play on line instead of buying a $99 wireless adapter. Little did I know that this would turn into a slight addiction. I mean, I've played online before, but never like this. Sometimes, I find myself day dreaming about various kills I had made or how to attack different maps during multiplayer matches. I figure this is what World of Warcraft players went through: hours and hours of immersive play. It is so immersive, that it could dominate you life.
When I first started out, I would play for a few hours at a time. Simply, I was a pathetic human being that was good at killing other people's characters online! Now, I scaled back and only play about a half hour per day because I have other stuff to do (like school, eating, sleeping, etc.).
Xbox Live is hilarious. Some kids in the 10-14 range are just comedic gold. For instance, during a match, in which I had made 20 kills, one kid kept coming back to where I was sniping, and I kept shooting him. After my team had won the match, he accused me of cheating. After he flung a few insults my way, I was finished listening to his asinine words and quipped, "Hey kid, go cry to Mommy. Oh and tell her to buy some condoms before she comes over to my house tonight." What was intended to stop this kid from being a whiny loser (hence forth known as Whiny) turned into comedic gold and caused the people waiting in the match lobby, to erupt in laughter and further taunting of Whiny. Whiny then proceeded to swear some more and left the lobby.
I guess this is why video games have ratings on them. Whiny, I hope you grow up soon. At the least, I hope you hit puberty soon so we can try to take you seriously next time.
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