I have an addictive personality. This is a fact.
If I ever get into something, and find myself very interested, or involved, then it becomes rather hard to stop. For example, even as a little kid, whenever I would bring home a new book, I found myself unable to put it down until I finished.
As a result, I would stay up until two in the morning, and when my mom got up in the middle of the night and discovered my light was on, I would rush to make something up such as, "I just got up to go to the bathroom," or "I'm having trouble sleeping."
Well yes. I am having trouble sleeping. Because I'm having issues trying to bring myself to sleep.
Anyway. Back on point. I don't have much free time. Really, I'd like to go to the gym. Even though I have a membership, and truly enjoy going, I can't bring myself to go. Probably because I get dragged into other activities that I can't pull myself away from.
Facebook: I keep checking. Really? No one comments on your photos or anything, and I really doubt that you're going to get another notification in the next half second.
fmylife.com: Sometimes it makes me feel better about my life. And then I realize that I'm spending my time reading about downers in people's lives when I could be living mine.
failblog.org: Same reason as above.
And most recently, and I am ashamed to say it: Viva Piñata.
I've always noticed that I get a little too compulsive about games like the Sims, or other types of "you create a world/farm/house/take care of this thing" games. This is no exception.
They are piñatas. I don't even like piñatas. When ever I had one for my birthday, my dad would always bring the rope up while it was my turn so I always missed. Everyone would laugh at me for missing, and I would be terribly embarrassed and ashamed.
And yet, the concept of building a beautiful little garden filled with the beasts appeals to me.
I'm trying to wean myself off - I've only been playing since last Saturday, but I've already slacked on my work, am alienating my friends, and have started yelling at people when they interrupt me when I'm trying to get a breeding bonus.
I hope I don't get the shakes.
2 comments:
Mel, trust me, you'll be A-Okay. I haven't had a sip of soda since the 22nd, and I am...fine. It's really strange. I somehow, like you (although maybe you're joking and I'm crazy), that I'd have cravings, but I don't. I think we just get ourselves thinking that we're obsessed/addicted when we can easily quit.
Or this could be my other addiction...rationalization. Op.
You do have an addictive personality. You're also remarkably addicting. I guess that makes me a junkie of sorts.
And on the topic of pinatas...you know you love them. You can't just cut them out of your life, I'm your supplier. I'd be out on the streets. How would that be helpful? Would that really be constructive? I have enough trouble as it is pushing my merch.
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