Food or Contact?

It's a well known fact to the people that know me (and soon to to be the creepy stalkers who read this blog anonymously - I hope you're out there) that when it comes to shoveling food substances down my *insert clever scientific word for gullet here*, I do not do it as much as a lot of people, due to my need to stay out of the light, haunt the shadows and devour the souls of small animals for energy.

However, the last few days I have noticed something. Well, I've noticed a lot of things, such as how quickly one person can become dependent on their medication, or how another still doesn't understand that if he doesn't eat his pizza within 48 hours of receiving it, somebody else will. When playing a game - of any sort, kind or description (which on reflection are all the same thing), many distractions may come up. The two I am relating today are a) receiving a text message, and b) eating a bowl of Coco Pops.

Why is it, that while playing a game with other people, I am more than capable of picking up the bowl of Coco Pops, savouring the chocolatey goodness, finishing the entire bowl and putting it down again, and not losing concentration on the game in the slightest, often with no noticeable difference in effort, while a mere text message will throw me off balance as I try to reply to it and end up either crashing into a Chain Chomp, aggroing a bunch of Amani Trolls or arranging a shotgun wedding between the L-block and the Square Block? (Spot the references and win bugger all). Is it that human beings crave social contact, no matter if it's as minimal as a text message, to the extent that nothing else is important? On the other hand, on a holiday with my family, if given the choice of getting up at stupid o' clock for breakfast after going to bed approximately ten minutes before, and a war between food or sleep rage, food surrenders dramatically before being drawn and quartered in front of a live studio audience.

Tell me why the Darkspears rock harder than the Amani: rai-thunder@hotmail.co.uk