Time-waster of the day
Evil evil Eric Schwesinger sent me the link to this online game a couple of days ago, and if I hadn't intentionally amputated my index finger on Friday it might have ruined my entire weekend. The worst part is that Eric told me that his high score is -51, and I can only get down to -47. Damn these competitive instincts! Sure they may have helped me rise to the pinnacle of my profession and given me the drive I needed to sculpt my body into its Adonis-like form, but every once in a while they're a real burden.
8 comments:
YES! I just got -51. How do you like them apples, Eric?!
-52, I have confirmation from my clerk.
+90! I rule!!
This game is like crack-cocaine.
Why I Blame Eric. The list just keeps growing and growing.
KIDDING. I LOVE Eric.
To blame Eric is to love Eric. The two are inseparable, really.
And yes, Rachel, this game is like crack cocaine ... for the MIND!!!
+1 then -30...the rate i'm going, i'll beat all of you the next time I play...but I grow weary of this game.
You can blame me. But watch out, I may send you all Pachinko machines.
Please stop me before I do it again...
See you on Saturday!
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