January 17, 2013
Crack is whack? Crack's got nothing on Bejeweled.
The other day, Owen made me download Bejeweled. Okay, he didn't make me. He didn't stand over me threatening bodily harm while I shakily entered my password into the app store. But I downloaded it all the same. And when I did - and when it opened up and I saw all those shimmering animated jewels on my screen all ready to be lined up and exploded - I remembered exactly why I didn't have Bejeweled on my phone. It's fucking addictive. As a result, I've played pretty much every day since. My highest score is a measly 400,000 but that guy in Korea with 9,391,004 points is tracking me in his rearview.
Last night, Owen watched me play (he still hasn't gotten the drift and is content to watch me).
Owen: How did you get so good.
Me: Practice. Like everything else.
Owen: I just thought you had mad skills.
Me: Mad skills?
Owen: Mad skills.
Me: Yeah, I have some of those too.
Mad skills and a slightly unhealthy addiction.Posted by Chris at January 17, 2013 8:11 AM