HARRY HARRY HARRY
Jul. 16th, 2005 10:34 pmYes, today, July 16, 2005, was Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince day. I got the book this morning and have already read it all the way through. It's very interesting, although quite dark, as you probably imagine. Won't post any spoilers though.
-D: Good, because I bet you'd be killed.-
Yeah, I know. Just prepare for some surprises. That's a safe bet.
-VD: Of course.-
-TD: *reading Chamber of Secrets* Yeah, please don't give anything away.-
*blinku* I thought you were reading Socerer's Stone?
-TD: I finished. You're not the only fast reader around here.-
-VD2: *noticing something* He's got an acronym now?-
. . . crap. *headdesk*
-DW: Well then, welcome to the Club of Insanity, new muses.-
-H: New muses?-
You guys come along for the deal, since TeenDoc doesn't have a Marty and Jennifer.
-E: I see. So -- ahh -- what do we do as muses?-
That's just it -- now I have two NonTrilogy muses.
-MDC: *sounding surprised* Weren't all of your Docs teens at one point?-
-OD: I would hope so.-
Yes, they were, but the presence of Holly puts him into the NonTrilogy category. She's only an important character in that universe.
-VD: Still, all of us have Hollys.-
-DW: All of the HUMANIODS had Hollys. My antro-world is different.-
I could add her. What sort of animal do you think she'd be?-
-DW: *studies* Not sure. . . . Raven, perhaps?-
-H: I could go for that.-
-D: How are you so sure he's my teenage form?-
*sigh* *looks at TeenDoc* Jack Merridew Brown.
-TD: *throws book in air* WHERE?!-
-OD: *Jules catches book* Well, that does seem to settle it.-
-E: That was awful!-
Proved his identity. And don't worry, Jack's not here at all. Not allowed.
-TD: *settles down, retrieves book from OckDoc*-
Anyway, since he's NonTrilogy, I'm not sure what to do with him or the girls.
-VM: Sims muses? They were inspired by
revison_doc, right?-
Well, their physical forms were --
revison_doc is partly based off my pre-existing timeline and "Teen Doc" however.
-AJ: Well then, why not PreTime/1955 muses? They may not be from quite the right era, but they're certainly a good fit.-
Hmmmmm, that's an idea. I could always use a few PreTime ideas.
-H: *evilly* How about a miniseries on us?-
You have
revison_doc! Don't tempt me further, witch!
-H: You know it. *grabs Socerer's Stone and starts reading next to Emmett*-
Speaking of Sims, I deliberately had a short session today because of Harry Potter (I started at 10:30, read until 4:30). To keep up with alternating neighborhoods, I played Hill Valley, the Elder McFlys, through Wednesday and Thursday. Seamus, Maggie, and Will have a cooler of Elixer now, and I've had them each take a drink to buy them a bit more time. The sink in the kitchen also broke, forcing Will to fix it.

Maggie called her friend Ivy, then she and Seamus relaxed for a while. When Seamus went to work, Will had his friend Andrea over, she brought Seamus's friend Jan. Will and Andrea became best friends. . .

Then I decided, "To heck with it," and let them get to crush status.

-M: I thought that out of necessity --
Well, sometimes you gotta do what ya gotta do. Besides, it's not like I'm doing what
mooseys_sims is and having her give birth to the next generation. The Baines and McFly grandparents will be made as Elders in CAS. I just wanted to start out all the families with BTTF-canon characters. From there, we can start to deviate some.
-M: I gotcha.-
Yeah. Seamus came home and called Marty (he has a want to be friends with him). He and Will played some chess:

Then he and Maggie decided to get "frisky." Luckily Will was studying cleaning and didn't have to witness this.
Thursday was quiet until the shower broke -- Maggie actually lectured Seamus for doing this. Their first marriage fight!

Seamus had to leave for work right afterward, leaving Maggie to fix the mess. They made up once he got home, then Seamus had Marty over. Marty brought Uncle Joey -- he left early at Will's insistence. :p

I was pleased to see that Seamus and Marty do have strong facial similarities as Sims, although Seamus has a straighter nose. I tried to make them friends, but Seamus wouldn't stop talking about Fashion (Marty hates the subject), so I had to let them part still acquaintences. I then sent everyone to bed and saved.
-VuM: No Emmett Von Braun?-
Tomorrow, most likely.
*remembers a customers suck story she didn't get to post yesterday*
I was the only one manning the counter at the moment -- my fellow countergirl had gone to get McDonalds for lunch. Predictably, people start coming in. I figure that it shouldn't be too much of a problem --
Except that the first guy was a dick.
First, he comes in, saying that we'd kept his old bag and that he'd be dropping off his clothes in this bag. I figure, okay, get his last name, wait a moment for him to open the bag -- nope. So I go to open it --
And he gives me attitude about it. Asking me what the heck I'm doing. Puzzled, I tell him that I need to put his stuff in the computer. He basically says that he should just be able to drop the bag off and that I shouldn't have to put his stuff in the computer. Confused (and getting a little flustered as a line's building), I tell him that, yeah, I do need to put his stuff in the computer (how else will we know it's his?) He just sorta looks at me.
I count out his clothes as quickly as possible, confirm laundry for shirts and drycleaning for pants and such -- one of the backroom girls comes up and starts helping me with the line. I print out the slips for him to take and give them to him. He looks at them, then starts talking about how the bag service is supposed to be quicker and how we never did this before and how he has shirts here. I'm utterly baffled by this guy -- I've been working here a month, and I've had plenty of people come in with bags of stuff, and none of them acted like this guy. Even the guy who dropped off his bag knew our procedure -- gave last name, number of shirts, what to do with them. I tell him that I was only hired here a month ago, I don't know if they changed things before I was hired, and does he want to pick up his stuff. No answer, so I get it. Not shirts -- laundry bags. Luckily there's no charge for these, so I can just give them to him and get him out of the store.
I know it all sounds vauge here, but my brain was fritzing a little (I'd forgotten to bring a snack that morning), so I don't remember specifics. But trust me, this guy had an ATTITUDE. *grumble*
And on a random note, I hate it when I get damp stuff from customers. Ew ew ew.
That is all.
-D: Good, because I bet you'd be killed.-
Yeah, I know. Just prepare for some surprises. That's a safe bet.
-VD: Of course.-
-TD: *reading Chamber of Secrets* Yeah, please don't give anything away.-
*blinku* I thought you were reading Socerer's Stone?
-TD: I finished. You're not the only fast reader around here.-
-VD2: *noticing something* He's got an acronym now?-
. . . crap. *headdesk*
-DW: Well then, welcome to the Club of Insanity, new muses.-
-H: New muses?-
You guys come along for the deal, since TeenDoc doesn't have a Marty and Jennifer.
-E: I see. So -- ahh -- what do we do as muses?-
That's just it -- now I have two NonTrilogy muses.
-MDC: *sounding surprised* Weren't all of your Docs teens at one point?-
-OD: I would hope so.-
Yes, they were, but the presence of Holly puts him into the NonTrilogy category. She's only an important character in that universe.
-VD: Still, all of us have Hollys.-
-DW: All of the HUMANIODS had Hollys. My antro-world is different.-
I could add her. What sort of animal do you think she'd be?-
-DW: *studies* Not sure. . . . Raven, perhaps?-
-H: I could go for that.-
-D: How are you so sure he's my teenage form?-
*sigh* *looks at TeenDoc* Jack Merridew Brown.
-TD: *throws book in air* WHERE?!-
-OD: *Jules catches book* Well, that does seem to settle it.-
-E: That was awful!-
Proved his identity. And don't worry, Jack's not here at all. Not allowed.
-TD: *settles down, retrieves book from OckDoc*-
Anyway, since he's NonTrilogy, I'm not sure what to do with him or the girls.
-VM: Sims muses? They were inspired by
Well, their physical forms were --
-AJ: Well then, why not PreTime/1955 muses? They may not be from quite the right era, but they're certainly a good fit.-
Hmmmmm, that's an idea. I could always use a few PreTime ideas.
-H: *evilly* How about a miniseries on us?-
You have
-H: You know it. *grabs Socerer's Stone and starts reading next to Emmett*-
Speaking of Sims, I deliberately had a short session today because of Harry Potter (I started at 10:30, read until 4:30). To keep up with alternating neighborhoods, I played Hill Valley, the Elder McFlys, through Wednesday and Thursday. Seamus, Maggie, and Will have a cooler of Elixer now, and I've had them each take a drink to buy them a bit more time. The sink in the kitchen also broke, forcing Will to fix it.

Maggie called her friend Ivy, then she and Seamus relaxed for a while. When Seamus went to work, Will had his friend Andrea over, she brought Seamus's friend Jan. Will and Andrea became best friends. . .

Then I decided, "To heck with it," and let them get to crush status.

-M: I thought that out of necessity --
Well, sometimes you gotta do what ya gotta do. Besides, it's not like I'm doing what
-M: I gotcha.-
Yeah. Seamus came home and called Marty (he has a want to be friends with him). He and Will played some chess:

Then he and Maggie decided to get "frisky." Luckily Will was studying cleaning and didn't have to witness this.
Thursday was quiet until the shower broke -- Maggie actually lectured Seamus for doing this. Their first marriage fight!

Seamus had to leave for work right afterward, leaving Maggie to fix the mess. They made up once he got home, then Seamus had Marty over. Marty brought Uncle Joey -- he left early at Will's insistence. :p

I was pleased to see that Seamus and Marty do have strong facial similarities as Sims, although Seamus has a straighter nose. I tried to make them friends, but Seamus wouldn't stop talking about Fashion (Marty hates the subject), so I had to let them part still acquaintences. I then sent everyone to bed and saved.
-VuM: No Emmett Von Braun?-
Tomorrow, most likely.
*remembers a customers suck story she didn't get to post yesterday*
I was the only one manning the counter at the moment -- my fellow countergirl had gone to get McDonalds for lunch. Predictably, people start coming in. I figure that it shouldn't be too much of a problem --
Except that the first guy was a dick.
First, he comes in, saying that we'd kept his old bag and that he'd be dropping off his clothes in this bag. I figure, okay, get his last name, wait a moment for him to open the bag -- nope. So I go to open it --
And he gives me attitude about it. Asking me what the heck I'm doing. Puzzled, I tell him that I need to put his stuff in the computer. He basically says that he should just be able to drop the bag off and that I shouldn't have to put his stuff in the computer. Confused (and getting a little flustered as a line's building), I tell him that, yeah, I do need to put his stuff in the computer (how else will we know it's his?) He just sorta looks at me.
I count out his clothes as quickly as possible, confirm laundry for shirts and drycleaning for pants and such -- one of the backroom girls comes up and starts helping me with the line. I print out the slips for him to take and give them to him. He looks at them, then starts talking about how the bag service is supposed to be quicker and how we never did this before and how he has shirts here. I'm utterly baffled by this guy -- I've been working here a month, and I've had plenty of people come in with bags of stuff, and none of them acted like this guy. Even the guy who dropped off his bag knew our procedure -- gave last name, number of shirts, what to do with them. I tell him that I was only hired here a month ago, I don't know if they changed things before I was hired, and does he want to pick up his stuff. No answer, so I get it. Not shirts -- laundry bags. Luckily there's no charge for these, so I can just give them to him and get him out of the store.
I know it all sounds vauge here, but my brain was fritzing a little (I'd forgotten to bring a snack that morning), so I don't remember specifics. But trust me, this guy had an ATTITUDE. *grumble*
And on a random note, I hate it when I get damp stuff from customers. Ew ew ew.
That is all.