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I am pretty sure that I'm all done with regular MLGN attendance, at least as it's currently defined. This has been building up over several months, but I've been telling myself I can tough it out, and it's just one night a month after all, right? Last night, though, I became bored and uneasy enough to just up and leave after about an hour or so. I feel lame that I did this, and apologize to anyone whose evening was lessened by my departure, but I really was too uncomfortable to stick around a moment longer.

The main reasons for this are my decreased interest in Looney games promotion, which I've already written about, and the feelings of antsyness and even resentment that arise from having to go play games because the clock says it's time to, even if I'm engrossed in work. Which has, in fact, been the case over the last few months.

Furthermore, I also find myself increasingly unimpressed with the venue. I don't trust my memory enough to confidently state that Your Move Games used to be a pleasant place to hang out, but I can say beyond a doubt that it's a miserable skankpit today. I feel less cool just by being there, sitting on broken chairs, surrounded by stain-splotched walls and torn-up carpets, and letting my hands get disturbingly tacky playing on the warped tables. All this serves to magnify the obnoxiousness quotient of all the other gamers in the room, the majority (or at least the loudest faction) of which are socially inept young men playing with miniatures or collectible card games. I definitely feel like I'm on their turf when I'm at YMG, and this is not a good feeling. (I could also speculate on "there but for the grace of gord go i"-type musings these folks summon in me, but let's not.)