I think something very bad is happening to me.
jwg has been a SuDoKu addict for a year(?) or so now, of which the principal effect on me has been to enable me to give him SuDoKu books as presents. Last Thanksgiving was rather amusing, in fact, as my brother had also become addicted, and my sister-in-law decided to see if she thought it was fun too (I may have this backwards, I can't remember any more), with the result that all three of them spent most of the weekend putting numbers in grids while I just sat there and read a book.
But I found myself looking over
jwg's shoulder while he was doing one the other day, and thinking "Oh, doesn't that make that square a 7?" or words to that effect, and... well, he's in New York for the weekend, and yesterday I decided to give the Boston Globe puzzle a try -- and when I found I'd made a mistake I went and copied the numbers into a fresh grid and started over, and kept at it until I'd solved it.
Then when I attacked today's Globe I had to start over twice. This would have been a good time to say "screw this, it's more trouble than it's worth". But I didn't. I solved it the third time.
I think I'm hooked.
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But I found myself looking over
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Then when I attacked today's Globe I had to start over twice. This would have been a good time to say "screw this, it's more trouble than it's worth". But I didn't. I solved it the third time.
I think I'm hooked.