Long day is long. I’m glad you only have two days left, March, because I have hated you. Get the fuck out of my calendar.
There’s a lot on my mind today, but rather than talk about those interesting things I’m instead going to talk about Mass Effect. Because it too has been on my mind, though in a much less pervasive or important capacity.
First up, I am so digging ME2 now. Even combat has grown on me dramatically, which now I think about it isn’t overly different from ME1 – hate it for the first five hours, then actually start looking forward to battles. Damn I do love me some sniper rifle. Which is down a bit in ME2 in that ammo is limited, but up in that the zoom-in slow down is about the most awesome thing ever. And when that doesn’t work? Incinerate. Mm. toasty.
But as with all such things it comes down to the writing, and I. Am. Loving. It. These new characters are fantastic (damn I love Grunt more than I think is probably healthy; I just want to squish him) and I think being resurrected has done wonders for Shepard’s humour. I have no idea what Male Shepard sounds like, but Female Shepard has dry delivery down to a science. I have literally burst out laughing at some exchanges during this game (and given my mood this month, that’s no mean feat).
I’m not sure how far into the game I technically am so I’m not sure how much I have left. I’ve got the option to go get the IFF, but am holding off on advancing the main storyline so I can be my obsessively completionist little self and explore every planet of every system and do every side quest possible. I’m probably about halfway through the individual character missions (just finished up Tuchanka earlier today) and have a very crowded galaxy map. Oh, and I still have to recruit The Justicar. May do that next actually.
Just a great, fun, and superbly well-written game. I’m so glad I pushed myself through when I had an ME1 -> ME2 transition stumble.
11:24pm, huh? I could probably squeeze in another mission, possibly two…