Happy Monday, dear reader! I'm running a little late today, but it's not my fault. It's PSN's fault. In an effort to download Tomb Raider, I jumped through more hoops than an abused bengal tiger in a circus tent...made of abused metaphors... At least the experience has given me a topic for my warm up. It's extremely rough (and short) today, but I had an extremely rough weekend. It's also Monday. Fuck Monday.
If I have one hope for the PS4, it's that Sony fixes their completely broken network. I don't care that it's free, I don't care that they've offered some really amazing services of late (such as Day 1 Download), or that PlayStation Plus members have awesome services and "free" games thrown at them on a daily basis. An attempt to download the full version of the new Tomb Raider should be a smooth experience. I am, after all, giving them sixty dollars. But it wasn't a smooth experience, it was a misery of error messages and wasted time.
I had no trouble adding funds to my PlayStation wallet (go figure), but it was all down hill after that. Pressing the download button: Session Timed Out. Second try: You have been signed out of the PlayStation network. Couldn't log back in and restarted my console. Ok, logged in, signed into the store, Tomb Raider is in my download list: You do not have enough free space on your hard drive. Fuck. How much space do I have? Answers found in the bowels of the XMB, have to delete most of my game data. Hard drive clear, back into the store, click download on Tomb Raider: You do not have enough free space. Fuck. You. I have enough free space, don't be a dick.
Restart the console, check the HD, plenty of space. Back into the store, click download: Session Timed Out. MOTHERFUCKERAREYOUKIDDINGME!?! Log out, log in, download starts. I have a little over two hours to wait before I can play. Convenience made manifest. /sarcasm
I don't live very far from a GameStop, but I'm a profoundly lazy person with a job that affords me the luxury of working in my underwear or my Ezio costume (should the urge strike me.) I'll take sitting on my couch over getting dressed almost any day of the week. Especially when winter decides that it isn't quite done with the South Carolina low country yet. But this isn't the only reason for today's digital purchase.
The tide is turning toward digital distribution dominance in the game world, and surfers know first and foremost not to fight the tide. I've been using Steam effectively for quite some time, but until today I've never used the PlayStation Network to download a full game. As I mentioned, I'm rather proud of my collection of little plastic cases. I know I'm first world probleming right now, but dammit they're providing a service that takes hard earned dollars from many-a broke video gamer and it should function a little more smoothly.
Sony seemed aware of these problems during their PS4 debut, and all signs point to an improved pay-to-play network in line with Xbox Live. I'd be fine with that. Charge me, overcharge me, call me your bitch while you do it, I don't care. Just as long as the service works, I'll be a happy camper.
However, complain as my under-caffeinated brain might, in fifty-eight minutes and I can play Tomb Raider and I'm still in my underwear.
The future is so bright! And pantsless.
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