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...
