All good things must come to an end, right? WRONG! Good things only come to an end when I say they do. I'm a fat lady and I ain't singin'. I have loved Mass Effect since I flew through my first mass relay in the Normandy SR1. And don't sit there and say you love it too. You like it. I love it. Want proof?
This is a picture of my ankle...yeah. It's like that.
Told ya so! Anyway, even though this is my favorite trilogy of all time, I am the only person who hasn't finished it yet. I could finish it. I should finish it. But I won't. First of all, I've heard nothing good about the ending thus far. Secondly, once it's over what will I do with my life? Bleach is ending, Mass Effect is over...the world should just stop spinning. No no no, my obsession needs a place to thrive and damn it, I will not be the one who ruins my own fun. Sooooo I am at the final mission of the game and have simply taken it out of the PS3. Netflix should keep me busy and if I avoid the seedier portions of the internet (IGN, Game Informer, and Facebook) then I won't see any spoilers and I can live in my fantasy world. I'm going to pretend I'm on the council and dismiss the claim that the game is ending. Don't try to save me from myself. Leave me to my delusions. I'll finish the game when I'm good and damn ready. And that's not today. Until next time, happy pwning! ~Seven













