I am a cursed Pokemon Go player. Despite the fact there is no worthwhile daily reward system or routine (as I have complained about recently), I still play the game most days and keep my trainer level ticking along. Catching wild Pokemon used to be the only thing the game was about, but (as I’ve also complained about before) wild Pokemon barely matter now. Whenever new Pokemon debut, they may have a period of semi-regular spawns, but after a while they fade away to be replaced by the usual fodder. As you might have guessed by now, I complain about Pokemon Go a lot, even though I love it, and I’m here to do the same today. Now though, I’m not complaining about any specific mechanic in the game, but about life, and how it hates me.
