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Me and my facebook games

My family and friends are very accommodating of my playing a few facebook games. They Hide my game posts on their own pages, and only comment occasionally when I start a new one (which isn't very often). I generally play farming games. Over time I have played Farm Town (my first and greatest farming love, mainly because the pigs fall over and fall asleep), where I had four farms, Farmville, with three farms, Frontierville, Country Life, and now Castleville. Monsterworld sort of fits into the farming genre, although it's really raising flowers, and there are no animals.


FrontierVille (Rosie won't load!)
I really loved Frontierville (which reinvented itself as Pionner Trail), as I had a virtual husband and three children, and we rode horses everywhere. But it got too unwieldy, and I haven't been able to coax it to load for ages.

I still play Castleville (I had to stop for a bit, as my old PC just couldn't cope), Monsterworld and Country Life. I occasionally look in on Farmville, but not often.

These harmless little games let me play out my long-held dream - fantasy - of having a small-holding one day, with a pet pig, chickens, maybe a goat or sheep, and growing my own veggies.On my various farms I have pigs, chickens, cows, sheep, peacocks, minks, geese, cats, dogs, elephants, penguins, more chickens, horses, more pigs, rabbits, ducks, swans, turkeys, llamas, and yet more pigs. I love pigs. I grow flowers and crops, which I sells to my friends and neighbours, and I am immensely wealthy!!
Farm Town

All these games also allow interaction with friends. Farm Town was the best, where I could Chat with my sister while we did jobs on each other's farms. However, Rach no longer has the time for games, having something much more fun to occupy her time, namely my nephew!

Of course, I have the spare time for this, especially when I'm having my insomniac phases, where I'm too tired to read, and there are only infomercials on telly. I'm down to the simplest games, now, though. In fact, in Country Life all I'm doing is planting and harvesting corn. That's it. And I'm doing it because there's one last Achievement to meet, and that requires harvesting another 25,000 (yes!) plots of corn. Then I can stop!!

With my puppies on FarmVille
I have to admit that they are distracting, and I do spend time on them when I should be studying, but it could be much, much worse. I rarely watch telly these days, so I see it as a bit of down time. A little rest and relaxation to refresh myself.

Many people also know that I play both Scrabble and Words With Friends, but clearly these are not games, but deadly serious. (I also got drawn into (haha!) Draw Something, but my phone is a bit temperamental about whether it will load or not.)


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