I am a good person

I just reread the last entry. "The guy had henchman written all over his voice". I sound like Mark. I wasn't supposed to act like this. I am a good person, maybe a little bit jaded and desensitised, but I guess that's just because of modern day education and entertainment. Actually, no, I do not really blame education or entertainment, but the only alternative is blaming myself and I guess I'm not mature enough to do that. I'll wait for a couple of years.
Actually, I'll wait until I can afford a psychiatrist who tells me it's not my fault either.


You think I was over reacting, go up to your friend who's an old vinyl records collector and tell him you've replaced his state-of-the-art record player with a Bang & Olufsen CD rack... And then tell him you've upgraded him.


So, I don't really mean to sound self-justifying, but I took the fact that they couldn't get the right gaming system as a personal offence. See, one doesn't play a 10-year-old console for no particular reason: it was a personal statement. Sega was the awesomest videogame (sorry, mr. spellcheck) company of the whole wide world. The Saturn may had been a minor setback, but it was simply washed away due to the fact that the MegaDrive was such a perfect machine.


And then, back in 99, they released the single most amazing piece of hardware and they redefined games again. The Dreamcast.


Problem is this, they released it too early. A year later Sony and Microsoft were releasing their brand new DVD using monsters and they pushed back the gaming industry for years to come. Things once again became all about flashy graphics and forgot about stuff like gameplay and pure unadulterated fun. It took the industry another 7 to 8 years to recover.
Just so you get the picture, the Dreamcast had a modem, back in 99 when the internet was this kind of weird thing that kids with glasses and bad skin talked about. Ok, so maybe that's an exaggeration, but things like Youtube or Facebook were completely unheard of.
Hell, there wasn't even any Wikipedia or Suicide Girls, and Google was only starting to be a commodity.


That's why I had gotten so angry about the whole thing. I looked at the PS and then I remembered that I still needed to check on Ro and whatever had gotten into him to write that creepy e-mail, so I picked it up (those damn things are heavy) and decided I would go to Ro's house and give him the ugly disgusting thing. He would surely appreciate it.


On retrospect, I was maybe a bit over the top, after all, you can get second hand Dreamcast on eBay for 30-40 bucks easily. But I was under a lot of stress, you know.