I wasn't gonna touch this..I really wasn't..but...
First..I'm picky as HELL about what women I will call beautiful. I mean, that's like stoking the competition right? But damn..there are some really beautiful women on this server. No, not a lot of body shots..and unless they're vocal on a forum like this, you get no glimse of the total being -- to see if it's just a zombified bottled blonde or someone with a bit o' authenticity. Actually..there are very few of those cookie-cutter blondes with cookie-cutter haircuts and iron-on make-up. Odd...
I digress..
I started playing video games when I played freakin PONG at a friends house. Yeah..the game where that was the ONLY game you could play. Then Dad brought home an Atari 5200 for Christmas one year...when he fried that messing with the wiring while we were remodeling the house...he brought home an NES next. With Dragon Warrior and Zelda...I was in love. When he brought home an Apple something or other that actually had games in COLORS (no window's type format tho- still just DOS) with cool animations..one was A Bard's Tale. It was all medeval and..I was hooked.
Fast-forward through my life and I've always had a gaming system of some kind. My ex would play his sports games, I my Zelda's or Tomb Raiders (attracted to female kick-ass character) or cheesy game shows. I played a lot of games like Phantasmagoria, 11th hour, and Shivers on PC. I was never a fan of the games like Doom or the shoot-em-up games. I hate my reflexes..I would rather rely on my brain to solve a puzzle, figure out a strategy, etc.
I was at a friend's house..hanging out..and watching them play. I was flipping through the strategy guides..picking up on the map-reading pretty quickly and thought FFXI was just...amazing. I went home, bought a PS2, the game, a keyboard..and well - over a year later..here I am.
Now..dear WSM..you reinforce your ackward adolescence with every post. If you are even INSINUATING the double standard I think you are I'm actually going to celebrate. If you truly believe that having a PENIS in my life is the center of my existence then I think, little boy, you are projecting.
While I have no doubt that your penis is the center of your being, I have many other things to be concerning myself with. Ohhh, don't misunderstand. When I want my boyfriend's penis..I get it. But my poor unfortunate simpleton, you miss the big picture. Women are able to multi-task. We can juggle the perfect home, perfect offspring, perfect job, and perfect man and still have our hobbies and interests on the side.
It makes us interesting. Well-rounded. Versitile.
You, on the other hand, are one-dimensional. You have games. School. No more. Any more input or output and you're neutrotransmitters would begin to shut down from information overload.
There's a very simple form of a defense mechanism known as projection. It simply means that as you accuse women who have time to play video games of being ugly, sad, old, trailer-trash-type losers you are, in fact, projecting your own denied self image onto the very gender you wish you could get closer to but can't.
In other words...because you can't get laid you put us down.
Now, go get your lubriderm, push the pussy you'll never get close to that much further away with a few more ignorant comments..and go back to popping pimples by the light of your computer monitor.