Mood: Pretty good.
Music: Life's What You Make It, Talk Talk.
Game: World of Warcraft, Planetside, Auto Assault Beta, Dungeon Siege II.
Book: None.
Muffin: Strawberry-Peach
Punchline: Nope.
Last night, I and the fellas from ijsmp had a CoD match for TWL.
I, who was having some mightily tasty sushi at Blue Ribbon Sushi with my friend Jenai, ended up heading home early so that I could make match time with a little time beforehand to warm up.
Got on our server and started warming up. By five minutes to matchtime, we were short two players.
At matchtime, one more guy showed up, but his voice comms were fucked and he had to reinstall. One guy never showed up, but through scrambling and such, we managed to get another guy to agree to play last minute.
It was exactly then that I decided I was done with this game, and playing it competitively.
When I sign up for something, I agree to be there, at the given time, ready to do what I say I'm going to. I don't make excuses. I've made a committment to friends that they can rely on me, and I would be insulted if they ever said to me "We can't trust that you'll be there for us." But for some reason, my mentality in regards to this doesn't seem to be filtering down to the rest of the guys.
Maybe it's because we're an online clan, most of whom have never met in person. Maybe it's because it's summer, and frankly, playing video games in the summer is much harder than in the winter. Maybe it's because "it's just a game" so they don't feel pressed upon to actually deliver on their game committments.
I have no idea. I do know that online or not, these guys are my friends...and when I commit that I'll be somewhere to help with something, I'm there. I know that I've bailed on dinner plans before, or going out on a weekend or something. But no one's ever said "I'm relying on you to be somewhere" and I've not shown up.
In any case, I'm not interested in competing any more. If it's so unimportant to them, I'm certainly not going to give up my already limited gaming time to waste it sitting around hoping people show up, then throw myself into a game with a bunch of guys who weren't ready to play. Not talking about practice...just talking about mentally being ready to compete.
I'm not bitter about it...it's just what it is. But I'm certainly not going to be the guy who forces us to keep our committments to each other. No time to be a babysitter. And I'm not going to pick up the slack.
Just picked up Dungeon Siege II, though. The first game I've purchased in a VERY long time. I'm looking forward to getting home and installing it. On Sunday, I'm supposed to be playing with Smitty, Jeho, and Firethorn...we'll see if that happens...but I sure would like it to.
Posted by Glenn at August 25, 2005 12:08 PMSee? What did I tell you? Expectations bad! Especially from fucktards! It's one thing to expect the laws of physics to hold true (at least there you got a shot!) It is another thing entirely to expect anything from a human being (unless of course we are talking about a fucktard in the white house squandering life and being, well, a fucktard).
Get a dog. Dogs are so much cooler than people. Yeah, you got to clean up a little shit every once in a while...but then, how much shit do you have to take and clean up daily from fucktard humans? Get a dog. They ALWAYS want to play.
Posted by: Heywah! at August 25, 2005 02:31 PMI would have stayed at the Sushi bar, Glenn. Infinitely more satisfying on so many levels.
Posted by: catspit at August 27, 2005 11:50 AM