haha, I envy you. My biggest passion is video games, yet every time a new game comes out I'm hesitant to play it, because I know I'll be disappointed. Sometimes

haha, I envy you. My biggest passion is video games, yet every time a new game comes out I'm hesitant to play it, because I know I'll be disappointed. Sometimes I'm surprised when I pick up the right indie game, and there are a few designers whose work I typically like... But that's pretty much it. And it's the same with music, film, books, and anything else. I have this eternal boding sense of "it's just not going to be as good as it should be." Of course, there are some things that hit me in the right spot. I still remember when I first learned to play Dwarf Fortress, when I read Chinese Takeout over a weekend. They're just rare. At the same time, I sometimes think this discontent comes not from any kind of true hatred, but instead a longing for the ideal, or at least serious advancement toward it. It seems like our society is horribly slow to advance, and often that feels due to the size and control of older generations. (And my contemporaries who've bought into things as they are.)