It would seem that I missed my calling. I should have been psychotherapist for stuffies. It really is a natural talent. I blindly went through this “game” trying my best to quickly bring these fuzzy little guys back to a healthy mental state. Although that stupid cuddly hippo posed a bit of a problem for me.

But alas I must echo those that posted earlier in saying why is the whiskey store sponsoring this game? And what is up with the intro? Bash consumerism then you want me to buy this stupid game. What a bunch of hypocrites!

As to the Daughters of Freya: Sheer torture! Having to read email after email of Sam’s investigative journalism absolutely stunk. I agree with Rae in that Sam should not be a journalist of any kind. Yes, I too was excited about an email story but sadly my expectations were not fulfilled. Instead, I got emails with links to other things that didn’t really seem important. Did I really need to see Sam’s airline ticket? I’ll take her word for it that she really went.
One can only hope that the next person that decides to write a novel in email format will try to be a little more creative.

-Doris the Finkasaurus