Damn You, Candy Crush!

Hello.

My name is Ericka.

And I'm addicted to Candy Crush.

PHEW!

That is a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I mean like... I feel like I've been carrying that one around for awhile.

I'm sure no one noticed that I spend every spare moment (when I've replenished my lives by waiting precisely 2.5 hours from the first death...) trying to beat level after unending level. Like seriously it never ends... And every time you get closer to the end they just add more sadistic levels to taunt you with.

Alright, alright. I see you judging me through your Words with Friends loving eyes, but I bet you're a closet Crusher, aren't you?

I wasn't always this way. Once upon a time a person whom I thought was my friend that shall remain nameless to protect his - or her - innocence *cough* mattpete *cough* talked about this weird game called Candy Crush that was "totes all the rage" (that's totally how Matt talks too... I mean I'm not exaggerating or making any of this up) and he talked about it non-stop, like incessantly, until one day he downloaded it on my phone. (Now clearly I had to put in my game center password... but it's really his fault... don't take that away from me.) At any rate I went home without opening the game and told my roommate about it.

"Do NOT play it. Seriously, don't do it."

I did not heed her words of wisdom as one who had already been sucked in.

Alas,here I sit before you, 178 levels in, hating chocolate, especially self replicating chocolate... which should never be how someone feels about chocolate, especially self replicating chocolate. IT'S FREAKING CHOCOLATE! SELF REPLICATING CHOCOLATE! I cross my fingers for a move that results in a continuous barrage of points. I scream and growl at my phone when I just need ONE MORE MOVE! I cry out in rage and swear like a sailor (although swearing like a sailor is something I do even when I'm not playing CC so that might not be a good example).

I am completely sucked in.

It's also the reason why, yet again, I am writing a blog post at 11 PM when I should be sleeping.

This is my life.

Much love

E

Pretty sure some lives have replenished at this point... I might be able to beat it this time!

Wishful Thinking?

So... I'm a semi-Apple geek. 

(Knowing this will have little to do with the rest of this post, I just wanted to put that out into the world.)

What I mean by that is I love all things Apple, but I do not own all things Apple.

Sure I have my iPhone, and my iPad, and even my iPod Touch (which is not exactly like an iPhone contrary to popular belief among my *clearly* uneducated friends).

When I purchased my iPad one of the things I was excited about was the portability. I was going to take that thing everywhere and I was going to write! I was going to be able to document my life as it was happening and document for the world to see. That was two years ago. Clearly things did not go as planned!

Recently (as in two days ago) I found this fantastic little blue tooth keyboard that's solar (yes solar for the quasi eco-geek in me!) and it was on sale and it's an integrated case + keyboard so I thought "well hey... why the heck not!" and I bought it.

NOW! NOW IS MY TIME!

Now I'll be able to tote this bad boy around with the greatest of ease. I'll be able to take a minute and write and feel good after, because it's a proven fact that *I* feel better after writing. (Although even knowing this I fail to write as often as I should.)

So here's hoping I actually follow through on something I want to do. August is coming up and I am planning on participating in BEDA (Blogging Every Day in August) so I need to knock the ring rust off now, eh?

Wish me luck!