Every night I sit at the exact same place on the couch. I balance my computer precariously on the arm of the couch and I spend the evening skipping between Twitter, Facebook and listening to my husband admonishing me that the computer is in a very precarious position and is going to drop.
Last night was no different except when the phone rang underneath my bum I got such a big fright (and admittedly I could not find the phone) that I jumped right up and dropped the computer. And I killed it.
Well I didn’t kill it completely. Its heart is still beating erratically but it’s on life support because its face (otherwise known as screen) is smashed.
After my initial tears I cried some more. I am addicted to my computer like fish are addicted to water or humans to air. It’s not a matter of wanting to use it, I actually need to use it.
My son tried to placate me with offerings of his computer until he realised that if I was using it he wouldn’t be able to. My husband tried to placate me with some silly box called the TV that you can’t even interact with. He even tried offerings of real life but there was nothing that could lift me out of my heartbreak. I was shattered. Much like my screen. And so I took myself off to bed.
I lay there empty handed and alone until I caught my iPad beckoning from the bedside table. I quickly installed Pages so that I could get on with the business of writing and while I was waiting for it to load I noticed that the previously sparse screen looked very busy. Little Pencil, who was watching that box thing next to me, explained that all of his purchases must have downloaded onto the iPad because the accounts are synched.
And that’s when it happened. Unsuspecting and unaware but with a vague memory of reading a million requests to play Candy Crush on Facebook I clicked on it and decided to give it a shot while I waited for my application to load.
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I get what the people on Facebook are nagging me about.
I am a woman possessed.
How do I get new lives? How do I get past level 23? How do I stop playing this game?
Are you a candy crush player? Do you understand what I am going through? Will you forgive me if I take ages to respond to you because I’m just playing ONE more game…
This story did so not go where I thought it was going to. My ipad is in it’s final death throws, with the flickering blue screen of death only remedied by swift and forceful hand swipes across the screen, almost like a smear pulling the screen back to normal. I guess the thing about “loss” is often you lose something and you then gain something else. Like an addiction. Good luck with that one!
I think you are 100% on the mark about the addiction thing. I have possibly the most addictive personality ever. *hangs head in shame*
After just replacing my iPad (under warranty, thank goodness) due to a crappy battery issue, I COMPLETELY understand. Life without tech is impossible. I die.
Also, if anyone helps me get past level 92 of Candy Crush, I’d be STOKED!
Level 92!!! I feel like such an amateur 🙂
Do not mention that name to me! Am currently in the huff with Facebook as the adverts are so ubiquitous (and boring!!). On a point of honour (and in a spirit of huffiness) I shall NOT be going there.
Yours harumphingly, it’s been a long day!
I also thought I would never go there. And, in my defence, I have not allowed Facebook to post on my behalf in the game (yet).
My advice to you: Don’t every try it 🙂
Your addictively xxx
Uh oh…Candy Crush Saga sucks you in good. I am up to level 234 and everyday I say I am not going to play it anymore no way. Then I find myself playing it without even realising! I find it funny when I get requests that are worded ‘friend x needs a life’…candy crush is definitely not the way to get one!
Lol!You are 100% correct there – Candy Crush is NOT the way to get a life 🙂
Oh ho ho, welcome to the dark side? Did you see Veronica’s Shake article about battling the addiction earlier this week? It too was hilarious and partially my fault 😉
But hey while you’re stuck in the void, feel free to pass on some lives! 😉
Am going to read that post in my next forced half hour Candy Crush break xx
I just love, love, love my candy crush saga that I play on the iPhone. Fills the time up while I’m on the bus going to work each morning. However, if you play too long, it stops and tells you that you can’t play for x minutes. Great way not to be too addicted.
I haven’t tried it on Facebook, but that’s because I spend my time playing Scrabble instead…from one addiction to another!!