My third Xbox 360 died last week. This has caused me to go back and play some Xbox classics, and one in particular, Midtown Madness 3, has really made me question why I still play games. I just put that game into my Xbox to find, unsurprisingly, absolutely nobody online. When my friends and I did play that game, we normally cruised in Washington DC, one of the game's two cities. Today, as I drive around the virtual environment, vacant and unpopulated, landmarks remind me of thousands of moments of sheer fun and joy. I think of glitches, insane game modes, crazy vehicles, impressive stunts, and moments I still don't believe actually happened. I think of buses with rabbits. I think of the people I played with. I think of the childish things I did. I think of the (typically) kind people there were to meet.

The sheer fun Midtown Madness 3 offered was incredible, but now, as I think about the Xbox 360 games I own, nothing even comes close. I now wonder what I'm still doing here. I wonder why I still "invest" so much. I wonder why not having a 360 is really beginning to agrivate me.

I have always said that if this wasn't fun anymore, I would just quit. But now it has reached that point, and somehow I'm finding it difficult to live without a 360 for a week. How pathetic am I.