Twenty years ago, before I had immersed myself in online mmorpg game play, no one could have made me believe that I would someday become obsessed with it.
Am I obsessed? You tell me...
Four years ago I had a heart attack while preparing to go to work. After spending more than a week in the horspital, I returned home with a brand-spanking-new double bypass. Sore from head-to-toe, the missus, who endures more misery from me than any woman should ever have to endure, had to handle some of the more unpleasant tasks associated with post-poop toiletry. I was so sore, in fact, that I couldn't sleep in a bed, but spent my nights in an old recliner.
On the second day after my return, I gingerly pulled my short, 58 year-old, ugly, aching carcass up out of the recliner, shuffled my way over to my pc, booted up CoH, and played a few missions with the Martian Marauder.
Yesterday, I had a shiny new stint jury-rigged to my quaking ticker. Out-patient surgery. Departed the house at 2:00 am in the morning, and returned home at 5:00 pm. Upon arriving back at the house, the first thing I did, after leaving my better half to unload the vehicle, was to turn on the pc and check this board for news.
After 62 years of aging like a fine whine, I'm still only 14 years old.
How about you nerds? How obsessed are you with the greatest mmorpg ever created? Post your own war-stories.
Regards, R (Shuckins) Gladden