This Will Be the End of Mii

My good friend that stayed with me last summer has returned. I’m not sure how long he’ll be on my couch this time, but at least two weeks. This means a couple of things. One is that my apartment has been transformed from a neat, clean, roomy place into a cramped disaster zone (Dude, if you’re reading this, no offense but you know it’s true). Second, and more importantly, is that with him came his Wii. I have been a fan of the system ever since I first heard about it years ago. I’ve managed to keep myself from buying one because they’re still hard to find. Also, I really don’t have the money to spend on a big timesink right now. Before this weekend I had only played about 5 minutes on the Wii. After this weekend, I’ve played about 5 hours on there. I’m hooked. The crazy thing is that I haven’t even delved into his more time intensive games, like Zelda or Paper Mario. Almost all of my time so far has been spent playing the sports games. I’ve become pretty good at the golfing, which is a little funny since I’ve never actually golfed in real life. I’m decent at bowling too. My big problem right now is baseball. I get more foul balls than Paris Hilton. One funny thing they have on there is your “Wii fitness age.” I tried it on Saturday, and really did poorly coming in at 48. I did it again on Sunday when I was a bit more accustomed to the controls and it said I was 28. I think that this age assignment is fairly arbitrary, it is a game, but it’s still funny. The biggest thing is just how much time I’m spending on there. I was on my computer for maybe 10 minutes all day yesterday. If you know me at all, you know just how insane that is. I have a feeling that this summer is going to see a significant drop in my online time.