You Know You're Addicted to Everquest When...Follow

I have had a similar experience but it was not trying to meet up with someone. I noticed someone I wanted to avoid and silently wished I could cast invis.

I'll have to think about it for myself, but my friend that got me started on EQ fell asleep at some class in college. When he woke up, the first thing he saw where the letters SG on the board up front. He startled awake and said, out loud, "sand giant to docks." I laughed so hard, still do when I think about it.

It's the EQ dreams... especially the ones where you craft elaborate expansions.

That, and saying "nerf" in regular conversation and next to no one knowing what you mean.

Wow, can't say I've ever had a dream like that. I have had those kind of dreams, generally speaking, where within the dream you've come up with the greatest novel ever, or a great movie script, or even a great computer program but of course when you wake up even if you remember any small piece of it, you realize it wasn't anything all that great. Just seemed that way in the dream state.

I haven't raided Vex Thal in 10 years at least but it used to be a regular thing every Saturday afternoon. In the late morning I used to go to the supermarket and I always bought cold cuts from the deli to make easy-to-eat sandwiches so I could eat lunch and dinner without interrupting the raid. Well, it's at least 10 years later and I still go to the same market and I still buy cold cuts at the same deli counter but wouldn't you know when I do I still check my watch nervously to make sure I'm on schedule to make the 1pm raid start time.

I know I am addicted when I forgo any sustenance for hours on end after waking up, simply to play EQ.

I realize my back is sore because somehow I have managed to not move for 4 hours.. When I finally do move the dogs have forgotten i was even there.

Seriously though, I was on a hike the other day and asked my wife for a SoE. She looked like she wanted to throw me off the cliff.

A guy bumped into the back of my cycle with his rice grinder awhile back, while my son and I were on our bikes, sitting at a stop light.
As I put the stand down and shut off the motor, he came exploding out the door of his car and his feet got tangled up, which resulted in him going to the ground and he knocked the wind out of his self.

As I was swinging my leg over the seat to dismount, my son laughed and from his bike said
"hey Dad, did you cast a snare on him?"

I didn't want to laugh, the guy looked slightly hurt...but I will admit...I did have the immediate desire to "loot" him ;-)

Not addicted.