And in the end...

I am not sorry that this blog is coming to a close.

Not because this hasn't been a fun assignment. And not because I don't enjoy the silliness of writing about the Sims.

I gotta be honest and say this was the most difficult semester I have had since the early days of undergrad. School and work and family has all been a lot to handle. I am so glad it is over. The school part anyway. This frees up a portion of my brain I can use for something else.

At least until May 11th when it starts all over again.

So I'll end where I began. I am a pretty boring person. I like pretty simple things. I like playing the Sims 2 when possible.

Dear Ms. Polly Experiment. I miss that old girl.

Cheers.

PS - LET'S GO PENS!

Are we there yet?

At this point in the semester, I cannot begin to explain how glad I am that I picked a silly topic like The Sims to blog about. This has given me the excuse to play the game a little bit almost every week, and then gush inanely about it to practical strangers.

It has been a small bit of relief. I am so glad that I didn't try and fool myself into thinking I could blog about anything serious here. I am not that interesting, and I don't have a whole lot of brain to spare on serious thinking.

On that note, I give you all the Whack Family, Lynette and Jed. Don't know what to do with them yet.

Experiments, Revisited.

Checking back in with the Household of Herbert Experiment:

1. Teenager Helga apparently hates Amelia Creepy. Without any provocation, they began to brawl.
2. Retired cop, Herbert, still likes to check his kitchen for prints.
3. Roland and Cassandra's son, Ralph, is a piano prodigy.
4. The giant penguin also likes tennis.

A Family Dinner

I haven't had much time to explain (or play with, really) the Creepy family that live in Fail House.

A recap:

Amber Creepy moves in with Darren Dreamer and his teen son, Dirk. Dirk dies of sickness because the house was infested with bugs leftover from the family that had lived (and all died) there previously.

By playing with cheats, which I usually don't, I managed to get Amber to have the Grim Reaper's baby, Amelia. Weird. Right. She turns out to be pretty normal.

Then, experimenting with another cheat, Amber had an alien baby, Astrid.

Again exploring the cheats, I discovered that there are vampires in the game. Turns out Amber likes vampire dudes, so she had a son, Arnold, with Count Von Something-Or-Another. Arnold, so far, seems normal.

All this time, Darren had been busting his butt taking care of Amber and her children. Poor guy. Thought he deserved a fair chance to have his own legacy. Besides, this was all a giant experiment in Sim genetics anyway. So Amber had his twins, Olga and Orville. Interestingly, one twin has the darkest skin tone and the other has the fairest.

Something else notable about this family: I have always struggled to get my Sims to eat meals together. The timing is always weird, and the larger the family, the more challenging. The Creepys, however, like it.

Also, I don't know why, but Arnold's default clothes are pirate garb.

Cerebral leakage

Honest to god, man, I am exhausted. My job and homework. That's it. Nothing else.

Enjoy some random unrelated pictures of Sims.
1. The Grim Reaper coming for some dumb Sim I killed.
2. Amber Creepy's portrait before she started having babies with the Grim Reaper and a vampire and an alien.
3. Helga Experiment being scared by some ghost.
4. Dirk Dreamer (Darren's late son) being scared by some other ghost.

Ephemeral

On top of having zero leisure time for anything, I am experiencing utter brain failure due to masses of stress. It is alarming to be as young as I am and feel like I cannot string together more than two complete sentences because of lack of concentration and/or memory. I just cannot remember things anymore. Names, words, ideas, things that I have to get done.

I am falling apart.

On that note, here are some pictures of the giant Sim penguin talking to a snowman. Apparently, he is interested in soup, prison, and fried eggs.

Vomicity

I am absolutely drowning in work.

I have a full time job in an extremely busy department in an extremely busy library. I do book design consultation work on the side, including work for Carnegie Mellon University Press. I take two classes in the LIS program.

I am never home before 10:00PM. I have no social life whatsoever.

Weekends are marathons of trying to get everything else done that I can’t touch during the week, like laundry or shopping or home maintenance. Plus hours of homework, errands, and side jobs.

I am exhausted.

All I wanted to do this weekend was have maybe one hour to lay the Sims. It just didn’t happen.

Lame.