But I got to the level to breed pandas, they are very difficult to breed! I still can’t go to IKEA without thinking I could just click this chair and put it next to the table, but not too close to the other chair or no can sit in it.
So much for my dreams of running a cafe, farm, zoo, army, archeology team, etc. etc.
At least I still know that if I ever had to swap gems to save myself from a evil spirit in the tower I could.
I was inspired by that article to start playing Farmville, actually.
So hugging someone and playing kicky ball with them repeatedly won’t get them to be best friends with me? 
You kids nowadays with your internet. Back when I was growing up, we didn’t have online games like Farmville. We had to get our dumb ideas about farming from TV shows like Green Acres and Petticoat Junction.
Saw a bit of Mitch Hedburg on Comedy Central the other day after reading this thread.
Talking about how often he gets asked to come up with a script for a movie or TV show, as if his doing Comedy directly translates into doing other entertainment gigs. Then says “That’s like saying “Hey, you’re a pretty good cook. Why don’t you try Farming?””
If someone named Eleanor Agnew can’t hack it in the country, we’re all doomed.
Damn. Another hope blighted.
It’s actually my cousin who has the game. She and her boyfriend made a whole bunch of tokens out of clay. They’re actually really adorable (and infinitely preferable to the boring blocks).
Okay, dammit, now that I’ve started playing, that game is ADDICTIVE. In the last few days, I’m up to Level 11, already, I’ve gotten god knows how many awards, and I’m constantly checking my crops.
Dammit.
Not yet, but give it a few days 