MULDER: You have to admit, though, Scully, this is a pretty amazing piece of technology.
SCULLY: Yeah, wasted on a stupid game.
MULDER: Stupid?
SCULLY: Dressing up like high-tech warriors to play a futuristic version of Cowboys and Indians? What kind of moron gets his ya-yas out like that? Mulder, what purpose does this game serve except to add to a culture of violence in a country that's already out of control?
MULDER: Who says it adds to it?
SCULLY: You think that taking up weapons and creating gratuitous virtual mayhem has any redeeming value whatsoever? I mean, that the testosterone frenzy that it creates stops when the game does?
MULDER: Well, that's rather sexist, isn't it? I mean, maybe the game provides an outlet for certain impulses, that it fills a void in our genetic makeup that the more civilizing effects of society failed to provide for.
SCULLY: Well, that must be why men feel the great need to blast the crap out of stuff.

With that said, I didn't play video games when I got home... no... I sat down and watched Johnny Mnemonic (I'm in a big Keanu Reeves /Sci-Fi mood at the moment) (A sad fact: William Gibson, who wrote the book "Johnny Mnemonic" also wrote the episode "First Person Shooter") which I fell asleep during (due to the time... not the movie!) and then in my sleepy state... I went upstairs and watched Apocrypha before falling sound asleep with thoughts of David Duchovny running through my head.