Addictive Net Games

Over the course of the evening, I've become impulsively addicted to CFS Daze: The Chronic Fatigue Internet Game. I'm not sure who came up with the idea, but it's brilliant. I realize that I'm the only one who is able to appreciate it, and I don't care. Through each day, you have to move around and try and perform simple tasks (feed the cat, pick up mail, listen to music, etc.) and make it to the evening without having a relapse. It's so hard to get past the first day or two without having a major relapse, although I seem to have figured out the key to success: wake up at 10am, take a shower. Rest until 5pm. Feed the cat, rest until 9pm. Go to bed. I seem to be doing okay with this strategy.. now if only I could apply that to my real life.On some days, I venture far enough to actually eat something, or take a pill. Occassionally I will read a book or pick a flower. My Game Life doesn't look so bad. If people decide they want to humor me and play a round, they can visit the game website. ( http://www.unlimitedweb.net.au/cgi-bin/cfs-daze/daze.cgi)Not that I have an unhealthy obsession with my state of.. unhealth. It's not obsession, it's just that when you are constantly aware of something, it intrigues you. Especially if you want to get rid of it quite desparately. I'm thinking about doing some research towards the genetics of it. My mother had CFIDS in the early-mid 90's, just before her first cancer diagnosis. Now I hear that my grandmother may have had it in the 1950s or 1960s, before her cancer diagnosis. Which means: that I'm most likely going to end up getting cancer sometime in my life. But I knew that anyway, so it's nothing new. Although there must be some sort of connection, with the illness being passed from generation to generation. Good news: everyone else seems to have recovered.And now, I'm off to play another round of CFS Daze, which I keep myseriously typing as CSW Daze...~Jenn