Or blows, or something....
I'm a gamer, but because I'm also trying to have a grown-up life, it's not whether or not I can get a game that limits me anymore. My telling factor is getting time to play. Lately it's been telling me to kiss off. And thanks to the release schedule in November it's getting a little ugly around Chez Momgamer.
I finally got to play a little Gears 2 with my son (which I will keep offline for now due to EXTREME levels of humiliating suckitude), and he had to open the box to put it in. It had been sitting on my coffee table, just waiting patiently. I had to hide Valkyria Chronicles from myself because I don't think I have the self control not to do stupid things to my schedule to play it.
I've got eight games in a stack on the coffee table, among them Fable 2, Fallout 3, Gears of War 2, the aforementioned jRPG crack pipe. Top that off with the three more I just picked up (Left for Dead, Naruto: Broken Bond, and Need for Speed: Undercover). Still got Persona 4, Prince of Persia, and something else I can't remember off the top of my head to come here in the next few weeks. That list doesn't touch the ones that I'm not done with yet.
On top of all that I have that pesky job-thingy, a Thanksgiving dinner to plan, my daughter's importunate boyfriend to murder, and Guilder to frame for it. I'm swamped.
There are days when you just want to say, "Screw all of this. I'm going to plug in Coltrane and play Bejeweled until the world gets it's sh*t together." But you don't.
For one thing, my son still thinks cover is only for secret agents and in the bowels of the Burrow that will flat get you killed. ;)