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Step into my evil lair...
I have a problem.

An addiction, as it were.

I'm a hardcore video game addict.

At this point you're probably scoffing at this, dear reader, and scrolling down to the next entry. But I assure you, I have a real problem.

jenniever can attest to me not wanting to do anything until I've made sure that my daily KoL and LotGD (less of the latter lately) turns are taken.

But it goes far beyond that.

Right after my sophomore year at drewuniversity, I stayed on campus over the summer to continue and work at the camera store that had employed me for the past year. Knowing my problem, I didn't let them know that I had returned to campus. Before unpacking, before letting my friends know I was around, I set up my laptop and played Starcraft until I was done. When I needed to pass out, I passed out on the bare thin campus mattress. When aaronkliger figured out that I was around, he tried calling over and over.
I'm about to drop the hammer!
``Hey, Russ, want to get something to eat?''
SCV, good to go, sir.
I can't build it, something's in the way.
``I'm a bit busy right now.''
Hailing frequencies open.
Go ahead tac-com.
``Russ, you need to eat.''
After playing through the entire campaign, I called the store up, and let them know I was back and ready to work. I knew that I had to do that first, or there would be problems. That past January I already had the joy of sitting in a triple by myself playing video games for most of the month.

It was worse the school year before that, living with towelboy and hiphopatcong. Dungeon Keeper hit me in a big bad way that fall. It stole me away from my girlfriend, food, class, sleep, and everything else. My roomies would check to see how I was doing, just asking what level I was on over and over again. At one point I played it somewhere between thirty-two and thirty-six hours straight. I had soda near me, ran down the hall to pee when I needed to, and a few snacks nearby. It was quite sad, and I think that's still my record for number of hours gaming without a break for meal or sleep.

When I was living with Father Joe, he got a new PC. He being a Mac lover, I helped him with it... and proceeded to play through Fallout 1 and 2 only really breaking for naps. Later, back to living in Rockaway, I spent a Christmas vacation playing Tropico without leaving the condo. Every time a Sims expansion pack came out, I knew that meant another couple of weeks without sleep, exploring every single new option available.

So a few weeks ago, a student employee was working on his computer. The background was of a cartoon squat guy with a haircut like _sterno_ and a monocle. Didn't recognize it, questioned the kid. ``Oh, it's for Evil Genius. You know, that game that came out last fall? Kind of like a spy version of Dungeon Keeper?''

I should have ran away screaming. I should have gotten rid of those short term memories. Something compared to Dungeon Keeper, my greatest addiction. Sure, cybersphere kept me up until six in the morning for weeks on end, but it never kept me playing for over thirty-two hours straight. But I tried the demo, and was downloading a pirated copy after ordering a legit copy within minutes. Austin Powers mixed with Dungeon Keeper? I'm glad I didn't hear about it until all of my assignments were turned in.

At this point I'm regularly up until four in the morning playing it. Two hours before that, I start telling myself that I need to go to bed. Every time I blink, another hour passes. Jade Empire sits, unopened, next to my poor Xbox.

I could have beaten it ages ago. But I want every single item researched, and the research system requires that my scientists walk around like curious clueless toddlers putting things in their chubby mouths. And I want my evil base to be as perfect as possible. Research items in the far-off reaches, but the research information repository there. An outer layer of innocent looking items available from a number of disguised entry points, then one central trap-laden twisty passage that leads to the inner fortress. People can drop off corpses there, or from the room right next to the interrogation devices, but leave the devices near a central courtyard to let henchmen witness the torture. All of my stolen loot is arrayed to maximize benefits to my little minions as they walk through large courtyards filled with priceless objects they've stolen from me in the past. A series of gyms, eateries, and the like both inside and outside. Complexes of topside shacks that will attract the forces of good, letting them waste their time with harmless locked doors leading to nothing but a series of pop-up cutouts that will confuse them. A back entrance that doesn't lead to my base, but instead to a nightmarish maze of death, where even my hirelings are forbidden to go. A door that leads to nothing, but has guards stationed outside of it, to automatically cuff and nab any agents who make it too far inside. Huge power plants on the outer edge, filling up available space.

And it seems I'm not the only one.

Someone, please, lock me up.

Yay for jennifriendfoodfriday. jennifriend moved to the_boke this week.

What are people doing this weekend?

Feeling: nerdy nerdy
Listening to: System of a Down, Sad Statue

Chorus of 11 demons || Preach it
_guy_incognito From: _guy_incognito Date: May 27th, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
Bachelor Party for the Italian Stallion.

...as well as other miscellany
assfingers From: assfingers Date: May 27th, 2005 09:29 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
kingfox From: kingfox Date: May 27th, 2005 09:58 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
He teaches Russian dance, not Italian.
_guy_incognito From: _guy_incognito Date: May 27th, 2005 10:05 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
No, one of the other ones...
kingfox From: kingfox Date: May 27th, 2005 09:56 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
And, a little birdie tells me, your birthday.

Lots and lots of cake?
_guy_incognito From: _guy_incognito Date: May 27th, 2005 10:06 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
Lies and propaganda, all of them.
kingfox From: kingfox Date: May 27th, 2005 10:11 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
Man, girfrenz_b_jerx.

There's some kid that hiphopatcong went to school with, and there was some whole complicated story about people teasing him through his high school career that it was his birthday. Every day.

Then the kid ended up going to drewuniversity, and hiphopatcong told the the story. I got drunk, and started wishing him a happy birthday really excitedly.
comkilserv From: comkilserv Date: May 28th, 2005 02:58 am (UTC) (Hard link)
stay away from guild wars
hasai From: hasai Date: May 28th, 2005 05:33 am (UTC) (Hard link)


The sad thing is, I had the same addiction type.
Except that it was Cybersphere that broke me on the dark wheel of it's will.
Forty nine hours logged in. A friend caught me poking my leg with a toothpick around hour 43, until it bled, and immediately asked me why. I replied, with the rational, calm ease that comes after that 40th hour of not going to bed, "Because if I don't stab myself awake, I'm never going to get my Knife skill to Superhuman"
I was left alone for the next six hours, only to be ambushed with a cigarette break that led instantly into collapse in a rather nice girl's dorm room.
I don't think I ever got her name, but I apparently did wake up and walk out, 30 minutes later, mumbling "Have to put my character away."
It may have sabotaged what could have been a beautiful thing.
Then again, the good thing is that never again will I succumb to the lure of that MUCH Jolt and Afri Cola combined with video games. The next week I refused to log in for 3 days, and instead spent them with a tequila bottle. It was cathartic.
However, there is a new Morrowind on the horizon.
I am in trouble.
cessna182 From: cessna182 Date: May 28th, 2005 07:45 pm (UTC) (Hard link)
"Slice that door, Delta. Get some bacta, commando"

Yeah, I know what you mean...
dickardo From: dickardo Date: May 31st, 2005 02:21 am (UTC) (Hard link)
The funny thing is this semester, I started playing Starcraft with my roommate and my friend Robby, and just one game turned into a semester addiction of late night Starcraft sessions. Fortunately, I think I have had my fill of Starcraft. That, and I just bought the PC version of KotOR...
Chorus of 11 demons || Preach it