So I’m going through my morning routine and I turn on my PC to see what kind of mayhem you folks have been up to while I was sleeping and I am confronted with the following upon my return from brushing my teeth:
I nearly drowned on my own drool. If I weren’t a mature and sophisticated adult with a proper sense of my priorities then I’d be taking the day off from work to bask in the glory that is Half-Life 2. Reviews from around the net are giving it high marks with IGN scoring it 9.7 and Gamespot handing it a 9.2 just for starters.
But no! I’m all grown up now, or so I’m told, and I’ll bravely go off to work and do my daily grind all the while anticipating the end of the work day and my opportunity to finally tear into the Combine as the world’s only ass-kicking physicist.