It's nostalgia all over again

It's gotten to the point where I've run out of things to complain about. I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but it's been fantastic for my blood pressure (not that I've actually got problems with my blood pressure or anything). With that in mind, whenever I think about "Stealing Drugs" anymore, all I really think about is my past... or my childhood if you will. I don't really see it as a problem, but then again it's my blog. I suppose if you don't like it, you'd stop reading, wouldn't you. You probably already have.

I touched briefly on my tepid obsessions when I get involved in some game series, or other IP. Wing Commander was a fantastic example of this. Final Fantasy was another, completely unintended one.

I've spent hundreds on making sure that I obtain every last copy of a series of games, so as not to feel like I was missing out on something. Not that it mattered much, because I would have no intention on playing the game later on. My PS2 game collection was almost 100 games at one point, more than 60 of them were unopened. It was quite embarrassing, actually.

If you look thru my collection, you may still find one unopened for posterity.

The problem remains that some games cross platforms. The Resident Evil series is such a perfect example of this. Resident Evil, Resident Evil 2, and Resident Evil 3 all saw their first releases on the Playstation, but the original was also released on the Sega Saturn, PC, and the Nintendo DS. It was also remade for the Gamecube. Then re-released for the Playstation. Twice. For crazy people like me, who can't stand not to have every version of something, that's 5 different versions of a game to purchase.

I won't bore you with the details, but this is not an isolated story. A good portion of the games are this way.

Wing Commander was this was, as well. And for some reason, I just have to have all the different versions.

Or, at least, it used to be that way.

I met Gina, and things changed. I imagine that there has to be some sort of psychological void that buying all the different versions of a game had filled. I still have yet to figure out what that is.

Or maybe I'm just growing up.

Yeah, right.