Well, it’s over. It’s finally over. I made it to level 6 and wrote my review. The weight of a thousand worlds is finally off my shoulders. As I said in the review, I can once again walk tall. And yet…where does this leave me? So much passion has been spent these past weeks…months…waiting, waiting. Patiently waiting. And now, well, it’s over. I kind of feel like that guy from the Princess Bride – don’t remember the character’s name, the one who was played by Mandy Paten – Patin – Pa…you know, the guy who was in Elmo in Grouchland? Yeah, him. Anyway, his whole life was spent thinking, planning, needing to avenge his father’s death. And then, when he finally does – ooops, didn’t mean to spoil the ending for you, sorry – but when he finally does he’s left with this sort of melancholy feeling. As if he’s not sure what to do next. That’s me.

But hey, there’s more to life than hating Crash Bandicoot, right? I mean there are a whole horde of games out there that are actually good. Right? So, I guess that will be my future. I’ve warned the world about Crash and now I can help others find better games to play. Hmmm. Where to start…

Shnoog