Don't own Tetris.

Am I really writing a fanfic about Tetris? Do I have a life anymore? Scratch that, I never had a life. I guess it's okay then.

Stupid game. It frustrates me, so why do I keep playing?

Is it because it is satisfying to fit the blocks together, feeling like I've accomplished something?

The funny voice that cries out 'Tetris' when I complete one?

The yell of joy that I release when I reach another level?

But when I lose...urgh! Frustrating! Controller gets thrown to the floor. I storm around, grumbling about distractions making me lose, or hitting the wrong button, or getting the wrong block.

I swear that I am not addicted, but I know it's not true. I think I'll go play a game of Tetris now...and scream at the screen.