When it rains it pours and it’s fucking pouring at my house. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking but I was at the store today looking through the strategy guide for FF:Tactics and I started drooling. I was high off of another marathon session of Disgaea and all the stats and items and jobs in Tactics started looking like an all you can fucking eat buffet at the Sizzler. I had to get in there with a knife and fork and do some Goddamned damage. So I broke down and bought the game and the guide but told myself I wouldn’t start it until I was finished with Disgaea. So of course I crack it open as soon as I get home and now four hours just fell out of my life in what felt like two seconds and I’m craving more. I splashed some cold water in my face and took a hard look at myself in the mirror. What the hell is going on? Am I really trying to play four RPG’s at once. I’m nearing the end of the second disk in FF IX. I’m obsessed with making sure every character learns every possible ability from every single item I get. I’m almost forty hours into FF:Crystal Chronicles. It’s hard to stop thinking about what new evils await our party in the unexplored continent we just discovered. I’m eleven hours into Disgaea and I feel like a baby taking his first wobbly steps into a new and exciting world. I have dreams about transmigrating characters for God’s sake. Now I’m sitting here writing this post by the dim light of a glowing GBA that sits paused on my desk. I can see a tiny moogle there waiting to continue his conversation with me and God help me I am dying to hear what that bobble headed little fucker has to say about Jobs and Judge points. I’ve got so many RPG’s just begging for my attention that I don’t know whether to shit or go blind. This could be the end of me.