Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Three hours I'll never get back.

In an effort to stave off escalating panic regarding the accident on my birthday and our insufficient insurance coverage, I tried to win Zuma last night by starting at the beginning to stockpile lives and try to get to the end with lives to spare. It's my life in a nutshell right now that I lost on my last life, on the last level, with four balls left. I hope this isn't an omen.

1 comment:

shellswick said...

I do the same damn thing with the chickens...curse you chickens