Are you a Ninjaholic? Know the Warning Signs!

Okay, I admit it. I'm addicted to Fruit Ninja. If you don't know about fruit ninja, first of all, have you been living under a rock? Second, I don't know whether to insist you download it immediately or beseech you to stay away! I've come to grips over the past few days that I may need professional help to ever get my life back. I don't know if there really is any escape from the power of the Sensei.
If you do know, you may be wondering if you, too, are an addict, a NINJAHOLIC. Here are some of the warning signs I've encountered. If you are experiencing one or more of these symptoms, it may be time to hang up your machete and call The Internventionist. I'm right behind you. Just let me finish this game.

Warning Sign #1: You have a blister on your index finger

Warning Sign #2: You dream of diced fruit

Warning Sign #3: The best compliment you received this week was "Combo God"

Warning Sign #4: When playing Fruit Ninja on your phone, you ignore incoming calls and text messages.

Warning Sign #5: You avoid using your phone to make calls or answer texts unless it's plugged in. Drain the battery and cut your play time short? Out of the question.

Warning Sign #6:  You've begun to extrapolate life lessons from this seemingly meaningless game, i.e. "When things slow down, it's a good time to get organized" or "Avoid bombs"

Okay, that's all for now. This post just ate up all the free time I had today that isn't already set aside....can she break 700??? Wish me luck ;)

Break the Chain

Chain reaction

Chained to you

Chain of command

Captain of my sea

Shepherd of the flock

Yet, I walk in the valley, still wanting

Wanting love

Wanting hope

Wanting peace

But all the pieces are scattered

Some destroyed, some lost

I can't put it back the way it was

And in this way I see

You're letting go, I'm free

But still the chain leads back to me

Twisted and tangled

My body's in knots

I long for the stretch of release

And hope that when the last link breaks

I'll find myself underneath

Battered and broken, but still breathing

And when I gasp that first breath

And finally cut this rotting cord

I'll be born