I just went on a cleaning spree fueled by rage and cynicism. This is after I woke up feeling like an apocalyptic alien invasion might not be such a bad idea. My mood is much improved now, and I came away with some thoughts.

1. I’ve had my box of Guild Wars–the original–sitting on my night stand for years. My experience with it back in 2005 helped form my current feelings on mainstream games. It wouldn’t run on my computer. I emailed them to see if I could get a refund so I could go and buy a simpler game.

They said no, citing the policy that said I couldn’t get a refund on an opened package. The policy could only be viewed after opening the package and installing the game. I couldn’t even resell it because I had to use the product key to find out it wouldn’t run. I finally put it in the trash where it belongs, with renewed strength in my conviction that I would never buy another $60 game. Indies get all my game money and have for a long time.

2. I need to get angry more. It’s too easy to fall into a trap of clicking around on social media and forget that I had ideas and ambitions and hobbies. I don’t want to be that cynical guy taking passive-aggressive shots at the ambitions of others just because I never perused my own.

3. The justified and contained rage and cynicism had a tendency of leaking out on to people who didn’t deserve it. #2 is the solution to #3. I will aim it at the proper targets with care and precision in the future.