A Very Modern Madness
I’m in some kind of post GTA IV depression

I’m in some kind of post GTA IV depression. The euphoria of having finished the game has left me with no appetite to start or even continue another. I’ve been forced to fall back on the only gateway drug I have to hand, NHL 2K8. I know, I know, I’ve fallen to the base level of American sport playing, but I see no other way out. It’s either that or playing the demo of Euro 2008 again and I don’t think my self-esteem could take it.
I may in fact be forced to simply start playing GTA all over again just to help me through this. I’m sure once Battlefield and GRID come through I’ll be fine. Damn you EA/MTV for pricing Rock Band so high. You could have saved me from this cesspit of depravity and toothless Canadians in styrofoam armour. What I wouldn’t give to have Fable 2 right now, that would have got me through this. I may actually have to read a book! I’m clearly in a bad way.


















Love the picture.
Start GTAIV again, I loose so many hours just playing around.
Last night I spent an hour ramming helicopters into the see and starting fights with strangers.
Get a chopper (from the airport) and fly through the streets shooting everything that moves, walk into a hospital and drop some grenades under people sitting in the waiting lounge.
Do I need help?