i hate asking store clerks for help. they get all in-your-face and recommend every fucking thing on the shelf when all i asked for was face lotion. arrrr. anyway, i bought Battleships from wal*mart. i am so excited to play it. scrabble is kinda lame now. scrabble isn’t a game for me – it’s this long anxiety attack after another. i can’t even enjoy it because the only thought going thru my head is, “Must Win Must Win Must Win Must Fuckin Win.” And when i start losing i get all short and snippy, making very rude comments, while fidgeting and complaining about my letters. That and everytime the other person leaves the room i cheat like crazy.
don’t get me started on CandyLand.
