Dear StarCraft 2

(I would just like to preface this letter by saying thank you. Thank you, thank  you, thank you.)

Thank you for re-awakening a part of my soul that I thought was long dead, I'll explain. I am an avid video gamer (a.k.a. virgin) and I have enjoyed many games over the years, some more than others, and all with varying degrees of obsessive time consuming commitment. But it has been years since I have felt what I feel right now. As a child I would look forward to Friday, because on Friday after school I would get to go to the video store and rent a video game for the weekend. The excitement of looking at the wall of titles and making the difficult selection, the anticipation driving home reading the game manual, and the climax of playing for hours uninterrupted by the obligations of an education. After finally being forced to go to bed is where the fun stops and the pain begins. The game turns into an addiction, a chore, an itch you can't scratch. You can't sleep because all you can think about is the game. Is 5 a.m. too early to sneak down stairs and start playing with the volume at its lowest? Playing constantly takes a toll on the body and mind. It's not even enjoyable any but you love it, you just HAVE to keep playing, simply because it is the best. Saturday comes and goes in what seems moments. Forced to bed again, yet tonight your brain welcomes the comforting embrace of sleep. You wake up before the sun, and play with the mind stinging chirping of birds greeting the day. Today is different, there is urgency. You must beat the game before it has to be returned to the store. Otherwise you have to rent it again, and kids remember this is back in the days when games saved on the cartridge, so you had to get the exact same copy if you were going to continue where you left off. Remember before you could save games? You would have to leave the console running over night, or during meals, or during your grandmothers funeral. Sometimes it would over heat, sometimes it would just freeze, and sometimes (this was the worst) your asshole father would shut it off because of electricity or "it was setting the carpet on fire", or because he wanted to watch television (even though you showed him how you just unplug it from the t.v./switch the channel). I think he was just a vindictive bastard still holding a grudge because I could beat him at Super Mario Bros. for the Nintendo Entertainment System when I was 4 years old. Anyways, years passed and I was able to own games and have my own time to allocate to tasks and activities. Video games could fit in where ever I wanted. I didn't need huge chunks of time to play before they were taken away by the pointlessness of communistic rental systems. I will still play games for hours a day for weeks on end, but everything is healthy and under control. That was true up until last Tuesday at 12:00 a.m. when Star Craft 2: Wings of Liberty was released. It has been 9 days since then and I still have not slept. 

Yet I still feel the need to thank you for giving me a feeling that I feared lost in the abyss of youth. I want to laugh and cry at the same time. I have taken this precious time away from PwNz0R1ng N3Wb5 to write these words in the hopes of conveying my enormous appreciation for everything you represent. Thank you. 

Pro(tos)s and Cons :

 

Pros

• Everything
• Awesome
• My life for Aiur
• En Taro Adun

Cons

• Only 24 hours in a day
• The Human body requires sleep
• I need to spawn more Overlords/construct additional Pylons
• Nuclear Launch Detected
• I require more Vespene Gas/have not enough Minerals 
• The Hive Cluster is under attack!