After making it to a later stage of adulthood, I died on the operating table having a bypass operation.
I was single and never finished college either.
What a bummer.
I hate that game.
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I'm so totally playing that game!
Right now, I'm a drooling infant with high intellect scores, good communication and a better relationship with my mom than I had in real life. Things are looking good, which must mean something tragic is on the way. (I'm *such* an optimist.)
I'll let you know when and how I kick the bucket.
I was really bummed because in the game I acted more thoughtfully, more independently, and more confidently than I do in real life. I also abstained from all like drugs and alcohol. Then upon advice of a doctor I go and kick it in surgery.
A spinster.
I hope you fare better.
Although I will say, since playing, I have been thinking twice before speaking/acting in an effort to cultivate better habits.
Now, why would you do a thing like that? If you've already outlived your more thoughtful, more independent, more confident alter ego, seems like you should keep following the path of the *real life* ctrl-freak!
That's the dude who's survived longer, right?
Please. Stick with what works.
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