I jumped on the current-gen bandwagon a little late; last February, to be specific, when my freelance writing skills suddenly and unexpectedly became profitable. In order to stay relevant, I had to upgrade; so I picked up an XBox 360 and a Wii roughly around the same time of the year. The Wii was something I always wanted but could never find, while the 360 always filled me with justifiable anxiety. Undoubtedly, 2007 was the Year of the Red Ring of Death, and the talk of XBoxes expiring in mass quantities kept me far, far away from Microsoft's machine. But by early 2008, I assumed all of the problems had been worked out. Surely, after all of that mess, a newly-purchased 360 would be free of console cancer. Right? Right?
You'll never guess what happened last night.
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