IÂ’m not addicted to computer games but I like them. Strategy games mostly. Well, exclusively. Anyway, having run Rome: Total War and the expansion pack into the ground I needed a new game to help dull my senses from reality.

In what was possibly the stupidest decision I have ever made I purchased The Sims 2. As I mentioned before, I mainly play strategy games and for the most part they involve military planning, so how did I end up with this ridiculous title? I researched the best strategy games and found out this was, like, the most popular game in history or some shit.

So anyway, IÂ’ve had the thing for a week or so and IÂ’ve never hated a game so much in my life. The fucking tedium involved is unbelievable. Tell your sim to go to the bathroom? Tell your sim to go to work? Tell your sim to eat? ItÂ’s the worst torture IÂ’ve ever endured. ItÂ’s like living my life all over again in a microcosm of mouse clicks.

Can someone please tell me what is fun about this? Day after day in the life of this thing itÂ’s the same shit. Go pee. Now eat cereal. Now got to bed. Jesus Christ, I feel violated by this thing. I feel like I paid $39.99 to be tortured to death by the banality of a fake life even worse than my own. Last night I sat there like an idiot, micromanaging this things bladder, the whole time perplexed by the fact that anyone could finding this fucking horror show enjoyable. Life is horrible. ThatÂ’s why IÂ’m playing a fucking game! To escape the horrors of peeing and eating and interacting with others. IÂ’ve never been so goddamned depressed in my life, except for the realization that other people actually enjoy doing this. ThatÂ’s the real kicker. There are millions of people out there who actually embrace this fucking tedium. Jesus Christ, whereÂ’s the Tylenol?

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