Not to alarm you or anything, but i'm mates with Mario.

So, i'm experiencing what many gamers recognise as gaming withdrawal. I recently misplaced my camera with my SD card in (holding my collection of downloaded Wii games) at a halloween party of which there will be no narrative apart from this image to give you the general gist of how things went down.

So, with that understood, we shall continue to

the present day. I have no Wii games to play and this is where things are getting scary. I can play on the handheld easily - but it's not the same as playing on the shitty, tiny screen that my parents granted me access to in my room. I've started dreaming about being in Super Mario 64 - the other night i was in the lava land and COMPLETED IT. I've been trying to do that for a week now (for reasons too boring to be included in the blog of awesomeness). Even the shit games that for some reason i thought it necessary to plague my card with, I now miss. I miss the dodgy resolution of Zombie Panic in Wonderland and the mind numbing boredom of My Life As A King. I even wanted to step down out the front step to leave my house today and my hand twitched to the jumpy button on a gamecube controller. I forgot how to go down a step without jumping. Seriously. Do they know what they are doing to us? It's actually a clinical thing now to be addicted to video games - there's a rehab in Amsterdam. I'm not that bad - you've gotta be pretty bad to have to go to rehab. You'd probably have to look like this after not playing for 5 days

So anyway, I think that it is possible to become addicted to video games. It's something about the impulsive, false safety that's created by their brightly coloured interfaces that makes play a necessity.

I'm jus sayin.