There’s two possible reasons for not updating Sentimental Gamer as much as I should.
Reason 1: I’m just so darn happy with life that I feel no need to comment on it.
Reason 2: I’m just so darn depressed with life that I feel no need to comment on it.
Actually, it’s probably a mix of the two. Funny thing I’ve been thinking about a lot is that I sort have a love-hate relationship with what I’m doing in life. On the one hand… man… I’m friggin working on Spore!!! Fairly sure that it doesn’t get much better than that. Then, on the other hand, I get the nagging feeling sometimes that this is a really hollow life and I need to pull a 180. Feel the same way a lot at Cornell too. I either feel “wow… this is it! This is the apex of life!” or “God… this is just a poisonous way to live.” I’ve really not sorted out for myself which of the two is true.
Then again, maybe it just means that only select bits of my life are either great or poisonous. Maybe I’m doing ok on average (to quote The (British) Office that I just watched… maybe I’ve rolled a three?). *shrugs*
