Halo 2

something oddly satisfying about sneaking up on an alien and clocking him with the butt of your rifle

I don't know or remember if I've ever mentioned the fact that I own an Xbox video game system on this blog before. Guess what? I do. Now that we have that out of the way, on to the post:

HALO
Halo has been acclaimed as one of the best video games to come out in recent history. It was the first game that I bought when I bought my Xbox, and I tend to agree with the reviews. It revolutionized first-person shooters by leaps and bounds, not to mention the multiplayer facet of the genre.

Now Bungie has out done even itself with the sequel, Halo 2. I had the opportunity to play the second installment of the game via renting it from Hasting's. Alas the few days I had it in my possession left me feeling nostalgic, and, realizing I had never actually beaten the first Halo, I broke it out and finished the game.

There's something oddly satisfying about beating a video game. It has a sense of relief and freedom and accomplishment... but then emptiness. You think "YES I BEAT IT... ... but now what?"

Luckily for me, I'll be getting HALO 2 for Christmas.