addict

hello everybody, my name is christina and i am an addict.

i have, in my mind, an insanely addictive personality. and it's not something to boast about either. it's not like i fit the profile of an indie-film waif, railing lines off glass tables in out-of-the-way motel rooms. neither am i the type to fall insanely in love at the drop of the hat, and require the constant presence of my beloved like fresh air for the drowning. instead, i'm relegated to the relatively geeky admission that i'm addicted to the most mundane things possible -- like silly text-based multi-player iphone games, or facebook sim games (if we must get specific, we're talking restaurant city here). but real-time games must be among the most inane addictions a human can face. i've been sitting here for the past hour, quite literally, watching my team of minions serve garden salad, lobster and a fruit plate to animated versions of my facebook friends. 

at least i'm not shopping.

but it's a gorgeous day, and time to get ready for lunch and wakeboarding this evening. the sky is clear and blue for once. it's a beautiful day to be sitting in bed in jammies, laptop in lap (is it still called a lap if you're not sitting down?), deciding which table layout facilitates the speediest service to your animated denizens.