My name is Rhonda Fourhman and I am addicted to Animal Crossing. Not since Ico has a game captured my attention for more than an hour like AC. I find that sitting down to play a game when there are so many other things I should be doing (cleaning, laundry, making dinner, showering) is usually difficult. But, I lose all track of time when I am visiting Holliday as RhondaCat…no small feat when the game itself pops a clock up if you are idle for more than a second.
What is most disturbing is that my entire outlook on life has been tainted by the game. As I drive home I see a tree with yellow leaves and I wonder if it’s carrying a golden shovel. At the grocery store I pass over the oranges (my town’s native fruit) and head right for the apples that please my islander. I go to the mailbox and all that awaits me is disappointment, sorry no presents from UPS.
The other day my husband IM’d me that he heard online that Pelly and Pete were dating. That was when I got the idea to establish the Animal Crossing Enquirer...
