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I will be attending one of the numerous Modern Warfare 3 midnight release parties tonight. I used to absolutely love the franchise unconditionally, but it has grown into a love/hate relationship. If nothing else, my positive emotions towards Call of Duty come in unpredictable waves regardless if it's Treyarch or Infinity Ward at the helm. I am more optimistic about Modern Warfare 3 than I have been for the last two titles. Modern Warfare 2 was a great change, but had so many glitches that it was almost unplayable for the first couple months. Black Ops was a solid title, but it was sort of the same of song and dance. Maybe this one will blow my mind and leave me in that euphoric state of morning-after gaming bliss.
So, as I get ready to grab my copy of MW3, I will anxiously shift my weight from one foot to another. While people in line are laughing and sharing virtual war stories, I will be smoothing my hair and straightening my shirt. As the store worker unlocks the door at midnight, I will nervously walk up and awkwardly offer to shake his hand like arriving on the doorstep to pick up his daughter for prom. Then, after driving around with my copy in the front seat, I'm gonna take it back to my place and have my way with it. I'm a creeper.
|This is exactly what I'm wearing to pick up my date ...erm, copy of MW3.|