We had such a good time.

You swallowed a lot of crap and only bitched about swallowing it fully once in a blue moon. I never blamed you.

You never cared about Spider-Man 3, Avatar, The Golden Compass, Alone in the Dark, Guitar Hero: Aerosmoth, Def Jam ICON, A-Train HX, Turning Point, Dead or Alive Xtreme 2, that terrible Dark Messiah port, Kingdom Under Fire: Circle of Doom, Crash of the Titans, History Channel: Battle for the Pacific, Kane & Lynch, Blacksite: Area 51, Timeshift, Cabela's Trophy Bucks, Medal of Honor: Airborne, Transformers: The Game or Pirates of the Caribbean 3.

You just licked them on the inside, and you liked it.

Then I decided to do away with my resistance for playing Half-Life 2 after having tried it up to three times and uninstalling it again from my PC. For all the bad vehicle control, the terrible waiting periods while npc's talked and didn't let you progress, the sometimes terrible platforming sections, the epic bore of not touching any sand in Sandtraps... I genuinely liked it this time around.

Of course, that's when we had our differences. I shouldn't be playing HL2, I should be finishing that uni stuff. No, I'm not from the UK. You thought I should give up on HL2 again, I thought otherwise.



You won.



May your deformed body survive the scrutiny of overbored service people at MS repair centers, and come home to me shiny new. Or I will break you open like Irreversible's Monica Bellucci and apply rubber sex toys to your clamps and call you a $12 whore.