Tuesday, August 19, 2008

clearing my room

...is the dumbest thing to ever attempt, no matter what the circumstances, unless you've lost game data and is not in possession of both PC and Mac versions of your base game.

Getting obsessed with information about a new unreleased expansion pack coming late August isn't helping with the withdrawal symptoms.

Reading old diary and blog entries stuffed full with gameplay descriptions and logs won't help either.

Even clearing my room sucks 'cause, sifting through all my papers, books, old essays and so on, I realised exactly how obsessed I am with The Sims and The Sims 2.

My brother isn't giving a damn about helping me get back my base game from his friend. At all. Okay maybe he is; I'm just getting anxious. It's only been two days since I first asked him.

Well back to the topic of my room.

*BRATPOSTSTART*

I hate my room. Do I even have a reason to like my room in the first place? I don't think so. My crusade against my room has been going on since 2005 hasn't changed things. Sigh. After all these years. Still pink. Still stuffed with junk. Still dusty. Still horrible with the world's most chor tang furnishings ever.

*BRATPOSTOVER*