Minesweeper, you have infiltrated my mind and I can now not stop playing you.
I used to be obsessed – no, “obsessed” may not be the right word… it was much more than that. Minesweeper was a way of life. A reason to live. All I’m saying is that he completed me. *makes heart with fingers*
Uuh, ahem, where was I? I was obsessed. And I was good; I clicked without thinking, I just knew. My beginner time was 4 seconds. When my old laptop died the first thing I thought (well after a string of really bad words) was, MY MINESWEEPER SCORES!! No joke. Cause I only got 4 seconds once and I couldn’t remember my times for intermediate or advanced. Anyways, I really need to find my actual mouse for my laptop cause it really hinders my skillz when I just use my finger. I died here cause my finger couldn’t keep up with my clicking. So this is how I’m spending my Friday. More to come on minesweeper, I’m sure.
