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I was a wee bit worried that buying a gaming system, after not owning one for over seven years now, might take me a bit too far down my past adolescent rabbit hole. Meaning, that for years as a youngster (well, I’m still young) I snuck Zelda at my friends houses and spent weekends with my Dad playing Nintendo’s original Mario Brothers. When Tomb Raider came out, I was done for; promptly begging my Dad for the purchase of the game and subsequently trying to level up for nights on end. I never officially owned a game system, not one by myself anyway, until now, until this past Christmas – and its been taking over my life one after work hour at a time. I bought an Xbox (which I’ll just say here that Xbox seems to have been rated just slightly higher overall against playstation and I don’t care much about the blue-ray, and my friends are adamant I purchase the X, so it was really no contest in the end). So over the New Years holiday week/weekend, in which I had five days off to clean the house, go snowboarding, go surfing, take the dog to the dog park, and otherwise spend my time wisely doing multifarious activities outside, I instead wound up glued to the couch playing Assassins Creed II, Bioshock and Oblivion. This slight revelation comes because I had to explain why, after being grouchily anecdotal over the holidays and barely posting anything over New Years (spent on my patio with two bottles of Champagne and some family) that I remain MIA. I blame the Xbox, because 12pm becomes 3am too quickly to notice when you’re chasing down your enemy.
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 