i've hardly touched my gba sp since i got my psp. it suddenly started to feel like a decades-old relic. the screen induced physical revulsion. i still play my nes regularly, but the gba had somehow become offensive. this afternoon i had a particularly futile session of wipeout pure (i think i hit every single wall on the second rapier beta track, and was on pace to finish seventh when i exploded), after which i didn't even feel like looking at my psp. so i decided to dig out the gba. the greyed-out colors and tinny sound made me want to turn it off. so i turned it off. but then i turned it on again and suppressed the desire to turn it off. and you know what: bubble bobble is still way fun. i think i'm going to play some advance guardian heroes.