My DS, in the short time it has been with me (since early Feberuary, I think), has been a joy. No longer is my turn-based gaming limited to the console or the computer. I played on the bus, in queues, on the bog, in bed, in the kitchen, on the train, in the bath. It filled in the gaps, and sometimes entirely replaced housebound gaming.
It was like making love to a beautiful turn-based woman, everywhere I went.
And we all know relationships like that simply don't last. A week ago, I noticed something on the top screen of my DS. Like a tiny, green clitoris, my eye was constantly drawn to it.
It was a dead pixel.
I tried to ignore it, I really did, but it exerted a magnetic attraction over my eyeballs. Unfortunately, a second one bloomed a few days ago. I swapped some emails with the Nintendo Service Centre, and when they gave me an automated reply I got stroppy and then they actually deigned to type one to me. So today I kissed my DS goodbye and sent it off into the (hopefully) careful, conscientious clutches of Nintendo.
I don't blame them, all LCD screens are subject to this fault, and they're fixing it for free thanks to the warranty. I'll let you know how it goes.