I would like it to be said that my petit brother's birthday is hereabouts. Unfortunately, as you all know, I am not going to be there.
So, I bought and gave him his present early.
Not to brag or anything, (don't you know what's coming now) but I got him the best birthday present ever. It may have been a bit expensive, but really, in the big scheme of things, surely that doesn't matter. Anyway, it truly was the best birthday present. Thoughtful and long-lasting and delicious. . . .
Yeah, I got him two packs of Trident-Layers gum.
I'm an awesome sister.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Cousin Arnold!
Okay, I don't have a real Cousin Arnold. My Sims do.
Since the objective of my game is essentially to achieve stuff, and Laura likes to stretch the limits of her game (How many neighbors can I trap in my kitchen? Will my grandmother pinch the cheeks of her step-son's half-sister's child's best friend? What if I spend all my money putting playground equipment on the roof?) we have to test the negative stuff (mid-life crisis, pranks, skipping school, copying homework, not doing homework, becoming enemies with everyone in town, traps that will potentially kill my Sim, ugly houses) and we accomplish this with Cousin Arnold.
Cousin Arnold wears an orange-and-grey-blotched undershirt with a simoleon necklace-bling and pants with drooping suspenders. He goes barefoot, befriends everyone, and sports a mullet and a mohawk. Cousin Arnold is Evil, Insane, Friendly, Mean-Spirited, and (sometimes) a Kelptomaniac. He lives in the gym when he has no friends. He doesn't often get the chance to take showers. . . .
Cousin Arnold also tests stuff that Laura and I think are vulgar, like retro-car rooms and ugly clothes. He's flunked everything there is to flunk and would probably be Best Friends with a similar character, Grandma Moush.
It's nice to know that the Cousin Arnolds of the world are safely contained in my computer.
Since the objective of my game is essentially to achieve stuff, and Laura likes to stretch the limits of her game (How many neighbors can I trap in my kitchen? Will my grandmother pinch the cheeks of her step-son's half-sister's child's best friend? What if I spend all my money putting playground equipment on the roof?) we have to test the negative stuff (mid-life crisis, pranks, skipping school, copying homework, not doing homework, becoming enemies with everyone in town, traps that will potentially kill my Sim, ugly houses) and we accomplish this with Cousin Arnold.
Cousin Arnold wears an orange-and-grey-blotched undershirt with a simoleon necklace-bling and pants with drooping suspenders. He goes barefoot, befriends everyone, and sports a mullet and a mohawk. Cousin Arnold is Evil, Insane, Friendly, Mean-Spirited, and (sometimes) a Kelptomaniac. He lives in the gym when he has no friends. He doesn't often get the chance to take showers. . . .
Cousin Arnold also tests stuff that Laura and I think are vulgar, like retro-car rooms and ugly clothes. He's flunked everything there is to flunk and would probably be Best Friends with a similar character, Grandma Moush.
It's nice to know that the Cousin Arnolds of the world are safely contained in my computer.
Monday, June 20, 2011
So I meant to write a blog post. . . .
I've been attempting to write something for the past thirty minutes now but I keep being sidetracked by the royal family and Canada's government, so I'm going to send you to this frightening video instead.
(Okay, when I mean frightening, I really mean alarming. I am never being a NYC pedestrian ever again.)
Now I'm off to go try to understand the Britishness of Canada. Wish me luck--I'll probably need it. (Sadly. . . .)
(Okay, when I mean frightening, I really mean alarming. I am never being a NYC pedestrian ever again.)
Now I'm off to go try to understand the Britishness of Canada. Wish me luck--I'll probably need it. (Sadly. . . .)
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