games / playstation
I think I've fallen out of love with my Playstation.

It's a lot like that point in a relationship when you realise that you don't feel as strongly about each other as you used to, but don't feel the gap is large enough to call it a day. My PS2 and I, we know there's something wrong. It could be all over.

We used to spend so much time together, racing cars, kicking a ball about, rescuing princesses. These days, I'll read a book, or listen to some music and the console will just sit there and stare at me with its one, good, red eye.

Games are boring at the moment. But, that said, there's this sexy little thing that wants to give me its number...