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crossover_chick-D: What did you do?-
Two pages on "A Note of Madness," for one -- work was slow enough for me to write.
-TD: At last!-
I'm also typing up "Stuck With You" right now.
-VD2: *nodnod* Have to keep up with the challenges.-
Yup. But the title of this entry refers to my Sims update.
-RPD: About time we had one. Though I didn't see you update on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
revison_doc.-
Well, you see, it's like this -- Dad's been working with my uncle taking out pumps and the like, and today he got home pretty damn late. Result? I didn't have dinner until almost 8. Which meant, if I wanted to play Sims, I had to play a quiet family. And the only two truly quiet families I have in Twin Oaks anymore are the Robinsons and Parkers, and it's a little early to plop them back in the rotation. So I said, "what the hell," and did a Hill Valley update instead.
-RPD: Oh, I see. Well, your other neighborhoods deserve the attention. Who got the honors?-
Joe Statler -- I gave him the day off the car lot.
-RPD: *raises eyebrow* I see. So what does Joe do when he's not selling overpriced Smoogos?-
Well, today he mostly chatted up friends. He called Amin Sims, Sally Baines, and Sandy Bruty -- I wanted to make the most of that brief summer friend bonus window. Goldie Wilson also called for a chat.
He also practiced fishing, since he has a nice pond. His first attempt left much to be desired -- I was hoping to catch a fish for lunch, but instead had to resort to a TV dinner.
The dinner plan went better -- he caught a nice largemouth bass, which he fried up. He ended up burning it, but even burned fresh food packs a punch hunger-wise.
He and his hawk-parrot Astro are still pretty tight. Parrots are pretty cool for object pets.
Being a Fortune Sim, Joe naturally had some "buy things!" wants. I took pity on him and bought him a sculpture (Chickenfeed Charlie -- who needs gnomes?) and a dishwasher. Though, really, why sloppy Sims need dishwashers is beyond me.
He spent the time before bed preparing for the next level of Sales badge -- work that Charisma, Joe! And solidfy your stance on movies.
See, when he's not failing to sell cars, he's a pretty laid-back guy.
-RPD: Perfect for a day like today?-
Pretty much so. My next plannedrevison_doc lot is April, Dave, and Linda -- maybe I'll get to them tomorrow. If not, Friday definitely.
-VD: All right, bed.-
Wha? It's midnight!
-VD: Exactly. You have to be up at 8. You need to get some proper sleep, Victoria.-
I know I stupidly stayed up way too late last night --
-D: And we dont' want a repeat. It might be part of the reason you're feeling crankier than usual. And don't say you can make it up on the weekend. You already know you have to get up a little earlier on Saturday for your check.-
-RPD: We worry, Vicky. You're our author -- we want you to stay in good shape. And look, you know you're exhausted.-
I know, I know. It just never feels like there's enough hours in the day to do all I want to do. *sigh*
-HD: This is what happens when you don't have a good relationship with Time.-
Trust me, I'd be glad to be stuck at 6 o'clock now.
-VD2: We're sure. Come on, get some rest.-
One MST3K short first? Please? And I'm thirsty too.
-D: All right, but try to get to bed by 12:30 at least?-
Aye aye. Over and out.
Two pages on "A Note of Madness," for one -- work was slow enough for me to write.
-TD: At last!-
I'm also typing up "Stuck With You" right now.
-VD2: *nodnod* Have to keep up with the challenges.-
Yup. But the title of this entry refers to my Sims update.
-RPD: About time we had one. Though I didn't see you update on
revison_doc.-Well, you see, it's like this -- Dad's been working with my uncle taking out pumps and the like, and today he got home pretty damn late. Result? I didn't have dinner until almost 8. Which meant, if I wanted to play Sims, I had to play a quiet family. And the only two truly quiet families I have in Twin Oaks anymore are the Robinsons and Parkers, and it's a little early to plop them back in the rotation. So I said, "what the hell," and did a Hill Valley update instead.
-RPD: Oh, I see. Well, your other neighborhoods deserve the attention. Who got the honors?-
Joe Statler -- I gave him the day off the car lot.
-RPD: *raises eyebrow* I see. So what does Joe do when he's not selling overpriced Smoogos?-
Well, today he mostly chatted up friends. He called Amin Sims, Sally Baines, and Sandy Bruty -- I wanted to make the most of that brief summer friend bonus window. Goldie Wilson also called for a chat.
He also practiced fishing, since he has a nice pond. His first attempt left much to be desired -- I was hoping to catch a fish for lunch, but instead had to resort to a TV dinner.
The dinner plan went better -- he caught a nice largemouth bass, which he fried up. He ended up burning it, but even burned fresh food packs a punch hunger-wise.
He and his hawk-parrot Astro are still pretty tight. Parrots are pretty cool for object pets.
Being a Fortune Sim, Joe naturally had some "buy things!" wants. I took pity on him and bought him a sculpture (Chickenfeed Charlie -- who needs gnomes?) and a dishwasher. Though, really, why sloppy Sims need dishwashers is beyond me.
He spent the time before bed preparing for the next level of Sales badge -- work that Charisma, Joe! And solidfy your stance on movies.
See, when he's not failing to sell cars, he's a pretty laid-back guy.
-RPD: Perfect for a day like today?-
Pretty much so. My next planned
revison_doc lot is April, Dave, and Linda -- maybe I'll get to them tomorrow. If not, Friday definitely.-VD: All right, bed.-
Wha? It's midnight!
-VD: Exactly. You have to be up at 8. You need to get some proper sleep, Victoria.-
I know I stupidly stayed up way too late last night --
-D: And we dont' want a repeat. It might be part of the reason you're feeling crankier than usual. And don't say you can make it up on the weekend. You already know you have to get up a little earlier on Saturday for your check.-
-RPD: We worry, Vicky. You're our author -- we want you to stay in good shape. And look, you know you're exhausted.-
I know, I know. It just never feels like there's enough hours in the day to do all I want to do. *sigh*
-HD: This is what happens when you don't have a good relationship with Time.-
Trust me, I'd be glad to be stuck at 6 o'clock now.
-VD2: We're sure. Come on, get some rest.-
One MST3K short first? Please? And I'm thirsty too.
-D: All right, but try to get to bed by 12:30 at least?-
Aye aye. Over and out.
