Games may just be ruining my life...

I have spent no less than 48.8hours on games in the last two weeks.

Yes, you read that correctly.

That's over 2 days.  Two solid, non-stop playing of games I've racked up.

I'm not sure what is more sad.  The fact that I'm addicted to something that's fantasy or that I had nothing better to do to fill my time up.

My dreams have evolved from the psychotic (based on my reading of psychopaths) to ruling empires.  I seem to possess the qualities that all world leaders seem to possess right now.  I can't sleep without dreaming that my province is being continuously attacked by my neighbours or that my exports aren't matching my expenses, and did I really build enough houses to remove the shacks from my streets?

In essence my life is completely rotating around the fictional world that is on my laptop.  Somehow I need to get out of this spiral and do something new!

However, to spice this post up from the sad, lonely world of being a gamer, to something of laughter, I have popped in a clip from a movie I just watched When In Rome (2010).  Despite the stupidity of it I generally found I laughed out loud throughout the movie especially at this...