Obsession

Ever since I was little, I was obsessed with this game called "Howrse". It's a virtual horse breeding game; there's no winning involved (except for competitions) and there's no ultimate end game. I found this game back during its developing stages when I was six or seven, and I played it every day, piously. It was the first thing on my daily schedule up until I was reported (I'm still not sure why) and bullied over the messaging system. After that, it was almost completely deleted from my daily life.

Up until a few months ago.

It has once again snuck its way back into my already busy life.

I'm not bad at it, either, so I guess I can't complain too much.

My issue with the game, is that I am horribly selfish and cynical throughout every aspect of it. I am the Donald Trump of the Howrse world. Except I'm not running for president, thank god.
I'm pretty sure if I anyone saw me play the game, they wouldn't be able to look me in the eye anymore.
But that's what I do every night, sitting in the dark of my living room, eating girl scout cookies, and finding more and more strategical ways to be higher in rank than I was the day before.

So yea. Maybe one day I'll post something funny and worthwhile.
Cheers.