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“It’s just a harmless bit of fun,” Mr. Snuggly said. “You should try everything once,” he said. “What’s the worst that could happen?” he said.
That was 273 days ago. And now I’m an addict. The sun may shine outside, but I remain encapsulated within my own tired little world, barely able to move from my chair. My limbs are weak from neglect and lack of movement. My skin is languid and pale. My palms are cold and sweaty.
So I get prepared for my next hit. I relax in my seat. Once I’m back on that high again I won’t be going anywhere for a while. Before long Tunnel vision starts to kick in, and lights dance before my eyes. Purples, Reds and Blues bombard my now heightened sense of vision.
In the next room a woman sobs despairingly, unable to forget the boyfriend that she once knew and loved – unable to comprehend the tormented soul that he had become. Many times she has tried to help him overcome his cravings but he seems beyond help, so far gone that he doesn’t even want to be saved
You won’t find any laws preventing my behaviour. This is down to the fact that my drug is a cocktail of individually harmless ingredients. Maybe if I were just surfing Internet chat forums I’d not have a problem. Maybe if I were merely posting my reviews and opinions on my latest games I’d be ok. Maybe if I were just entering competitions then I would be in no danger? But I’m hooked on an electronic “speedball” of all these components, A mixture infinitely more dangerous that the sum of it’s parts…
Those under its influence refer to this online drug simply as GAD. Possibly hinting at the God-like religious control it has over it’s users? Perhaps it’s just an abbreviation for its full name “Gameaday”? Who knows? All I know is that I’m hooked and I can’t let go. Always searching for that feeling I got when I experienced GAD for the first time, I have trouble leaving my computer’s side for long and cannot concentrate on non-GAD related matters such as eating or walking for more than a few minutes.
A former student of excellent standards, my degree is now rapidly crumbling, and my love life lies in ruins. Sure I have more games, but I’m on the edge of loosing it all, ready to buy my one-way ticket to oblivion, stopping at Rummies-r-Us and Park Bench Avenue. But I’ve seen the error of my ways! I want to change and rebuilt my life. I’m going to need help though…
So I propose the opening of Gameaday-Addicts-Anonymous. True it won’t be totally anonymous, we’ll be able to see your user name and everything, but that’s life. Post here to share your suffering, seek solace in the open ears of other forum users, and offer words of encouragement to those less fortunate than yourselves…
That was 273 days ago. And now I’m an addict. The sun may shine outside, but I remain encapsulated within my own tired little world, barely able to move from my chair. My limbs are weak from neglect and lack of movement. My skin is languid and pale. My palms are cold and sweaty.
So I get prepared for my next hit. I relax in my seat. Once I’m back on that high again I won’t be going anywhere for a while. Before long Tunnel vision starts to kick in, and lights dance before my eyes. Purples, Reds and Blues bombard my now heightened sense of vision.
In the next room a woman sobs despairingly, unable to forget the boyfriend that she once knew and loved – unable to comprehend the tormented soul that he had become. Many times she has tried to help him overcome his cravings but he seems beyond help, so far gone that he doesn’t even want to be saved
You won’t find any laws preventing my behaviour. This is down to the fact that my drug is a cocktail of individually harmless ingredients. Maybe if I were just surfing Internet chat forums I’d not have a problem. Maybe if I were merely posting my reviews and opinions on my latest games I’d be ok. Maybe if I were just entering competitions then I would be in no danger? But I’m hooked on an electronic “speedball” of all these components, A mixture infinitely more dangerous that the sum of it’s parts…
Those under its influence refer to this online drug simply as GAD. Possibly hinting at the God-like religious control it has over it’s users? Perhaps it’s just an abbreviation for its full name “Gameaday”? Who knows? All I know is that I’m hooked and I can’t let go. Always searching for that feeling I got when I experienced GAD for the first time, I have trouble leaving my computer’s side for long and cannot concentrate on non-GAD related matters such as eating or walking for more than a few minutes.
A former student of excellent standards, my degree is now rapidly crumbling, and my love life lies in ruins. Sure I have more games, but I’m on the edge of loosing it all, ready to buy my one-way ticket to oblivion, stopping at Rummies-r-Us and Park Bench Avenue. But I’ve seen the error of my ways! I want to change and rebuilt my life. I’m going to need help though…
So I propose the opening of Gameaday-Addicts-Anonymous. True it won’t be totally anonymous, we’ll be able to see your user name and everything, but that’s life. Post here to share your suffering, seek solace in the open ears of other forum users, and offer words of encouragement to those less fortunate than yourselves…
For fear of being hit by Snuggly's banning stick (I'd never be able to go Cold Turkey!) I must disagree with your conspiracy theory and report you to the police.
*Runs and stands in the shadows wearing a trench coat*
*Whispers whilst puffing from a cigarette*
Your fears are waranted. Find the perpertrators. Bring them to justice.
*Runs and stands in the shadows wearing a trench coat*
*Whispers whilst puffing from a cigarette*
Your fears are waranted. Find the perpertrators. Bring them to justice.
Well, I posed my theory of Gameaday to pb a while ago, and he may or may not remember. Basically, these are the steps which *I* think are taken by Special Reserve to make people addicts. Although it's probably just a conspiracy. It goes like this:
1) A new user comes along. He's mildly interested in the site, posts a few times on the forums, maybe writes a review or two. Special Reserve see this newbie as something special, and if he's a good writer decide to let him win Gameaday.
2) The new user thinks to himself 'that was easy', so starts to post more often. But despite the fact that he first won only a couple of weeks after joining, the newbie doesn't win for a few weeks/months. Interest starts to fade - perhaps it was a one off - and the user stops posting so frequently.
3) Then when posting a one-off review, a long time from his previous one, his interest in Gameaday is renewed because he wins. Turns out he can win once every while, after all. So, he continues posting.
4) And the cycle continues. Eventually he is hooked, being eager after winning, his interest then tails off then wins again.
It's a great thing for the user, but it gets him hooked. He expects to win, and every day he doesn't win he becomes more anxious. Then, sooner or later, he wins again. While technically it is a big waste of time, winning a game every month is a very 'profitable' thing for early/mid teens, which is why we continue to do it. We get hooked eventually, spending more and more time online with our virtual friends, in the vain attempt that we're going to win Gameaday. But it's all a conspiracy, a conspiracy!!!
Not really, although the method I mentioned above does seem viable when you think about it. But I'm only joking, oh gracious staff members, you're all great people (except one *undisclosed* alias :-@). Do not smite me with your wand of banishment :-S. :-D
1) A new user comes along. He's mildly interested in the site, posts a few times on the forums, maybe writes a review or two. Special Reserve see this newbie as something special, and if he's a good writer decide to let him win Gameaday.
2) The new user thinks to himself 'that was easy', so starts to post more often. But despite the fact that he first won only a couple of weeks after joining, the newbie doesn't win for a few weeks/months. Interest starts to fade - perhaps it was a one off - and the user stops posting so frequently.
3) Then when posting a one-off review, a long time from his previous one, his interest in Gameaday is renewed because he wins. Turns out he can win once every while, after all. So, he continues posting.
4) And the cycle continues. Eventually he is hooked, being eager after winning, his interest then tails off then wins again.
It's a great thing for the user, but it gets him hooked. He expects to win, and every day he doesn't win he becomes more anxious. Then, sooner or later, he wins again. While technically it is a big waste of time, winning a game every month is a very 'profitable' thing for early/mid teens, which is why we continue to do it. We get hooked eventually, spending more and more time online with our virtual friends, in the vain attempt that we're going to win Gameaday. But it's all a conspiracy, a conspiracy!!!
Not really, although the method I mentioned above does seem viable when you think about it. But I'm only joking, oh gracious staff members, you're all great people (except one *undisclosed* alias :-@). Do not smite me with your wand of banishment :-S. :-D
“It’s just a harmless bit of fun,” Mr. Snuggly said. “You should try everything once,” he said. “What’s the worst that could happen?” he said.
That was 273 days ago. And now I’m an addict. The sun may shine outside, but I remain encapsulated within my own tired little world, barely able to move from my chair. My limbs are weak from neglect and lack of movement. My skin is languid and pale. My palms are cold and sweaty.
So I get prepared for my next hit. I relax in my seat. Once I’m back on that high again I won’t be going anywhere for a while. Before long Tunnel vision starts to kick in, and lights dance before my eyes. Purples, Reds and Blues bombard my now heightened sense of vision.
In the next room a woman sobs despairingly, unable to forget the boyfriend that she once knew and loved – unable to comprehend the tormented soul that he had become. Many times she has tried to help him overcome his cravings but he seems beyond help, so far gone that he doesn’t even want to be saved
You won’t find any laws preventing my behaviour. This is down to the fact that my drug is a cocktail of individually harmless ingredients. Maybe if I were just surfing Internet chat forums I’d not have a problem. Maybe if I were merely posting my reviews and opinions on my latest games I’d be ok. Maybe if I were just entering competitions then I would be in no danger? But I’m hooked on an electronic “speedball” of all these components, A mixture infinitely more dangerous that the sum of it’s parts…
Those under its influence refer to this online drug simply as GAD. Possibly hinting at the God-like religious control it has over it’s users? Perhaps it’s just an abbreviation for its full name “Gameaday”? Who knows? All I know is that I’m hooked and I can’t let go. Always searching for that feeling I got when I experienced GAD for the first time, I have trouble leaving my computer’s side for long and cannot concentrate on non-GAD related matters such as eating or walking for more than a few minutes.
A former student of excellent standards, my degree is now rapidly crumbling, and my love life lies in ruins. Sure I have more games, but I’m on the edge of loosing it all, ready to buy my one-way ticket to oblivion, stopping at Rummies-r-Us and Park Bench Avenue. But I’ve seen the error of my ways! I want to change and rebuilt my life. I’m going to need help though…
So I propose the opening of Gameaday-Addicts-Anonymous. True it won’t be totally anonymous, we’ll be able to see your user name and everything, but that’s life. Post here to share your suffering, seek solace in the open ears of other forum users, and offer words of encouragement to those less fortunate than yourselves…
That was 273 days ago. And now I’m an addict. The sun may shine outside, but I remain encapsulated within my own tired little world, barely able to move from my chair. My limbs are weak from neglect and lack of movement. My skin is languid and pale. My palms are cold and sweaty.
So I get prepared for my next hit. I relax in my seat. Once I’m back on that high again I won’t be going anywhere for a while. Before long Tunnel vision starts to kick in, and lights dance before my eyes. Purples, Reds and Blues bombard my now heightened sense of vision.
In the next room a woman sobs despairingly, unable to forget the boyfriend that she once knew and loved – unable to comprehend the tormented soul that he had become. Many times she has tried to help him overcome his cravings but he seems beyond help, so far gone that he doesn’t even want to be saved
You won’t find any laws preventing my behaviour. This is down to the fact that my drug is a cocktail of individually harmless ingredients. Maybe if I were just surfing Internet chat forums I’d not have a problem. Maybe if I were merely posting my reviews and opinions on my latest games I’d be ok. Maybe if I were just entering competitions then I would be in no danger? But I’m hooked on an electronic “speedball” of all these components, A mixture infinitely more dangerous that the sum of it’s parts…
Those under its influence refer to this online drug simply as GAD. Possibly hinting at the God-like religious control it has over it’s users? Perhaps it’s just an abbreviation for its full name “Gameaday”? Who knows? All I know is that I’m hooked and I can’t let go. Always searching for that feeling I got when I experienced GAD for the first time, I have trouble leaving my computer’s side for long and cannot concentrate on non-GAD related matters such as eating or walking for more than a few minutes.
A former student of excellent standards, my degree is now rapidly crumbling, and my love life lies in ruins. Sure I have more games, but I’m on the edge of loosing it all, ready to buy my one-way ticket to oblivion, stopping at Rummies-r-Us and Park Bench Avenue. But I’ve seen the error of my ways! I want to change and rebuilt my life. I’m going to need help though…
So I propose the opening of Gameaday-Addicts-Anonymous. True it won’t be totally anonymous, we’ll be able to see your user name and everything, but that’s life. Post here to share your suffering, seek solace in the open ears of other forum users, and offer words of encouragement to those less fortunate than yourselves…