Sim-Me!

[fredericks]

I swear, if I was a Sim, the amount of junk that's currently littering my abode would block the door, preventing me from going anywhere. I would die in a puddle of my own urine, jobless and alone.

God, even when I try to commercialize my life it still sorta sucks. Heh.

Hunger Comfort Hygiene Energy Fun Social Bladder Room Job

Reach for the lasers with Antic's Sims-ulator!

Comments

[devoosha.livejournal.com]

mmm...yummy icon...

[gorzo.livejournal.com]

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I like it, although I'm still trying to figure out what the hell the fine print says.

Mikey is awfully fine when he's not whining and bending over backwards for Brian.

Hmm...Michael bending over for Brian...I swear, that was a total subconscious thing.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I appreciate the way you manage to keep yourself clean while everything else goes to pot.

[gorzo.livejournal.com]

What can I say? Soap's cheap.

[devoosha.livejournal.com]

LOL...he is fine...I had a Mikey wallpaper at one point :) And no...no Freudian slip there about the bending over thing :)

[angelus3.livejournal.com]

Off topic, but did you pick up Sims 2. Pretty fun. lol.

If your gonna die jobless and alone, might as well have fun doing it. That's my philosophy. lol.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

If your gonna die jobless and alone, might as well have fun doing it.
That's how the puddle of urine factors in.

Oh, that's wrong. When I get to the fork in the road in the Great Hearafter, I'll be going to the warm side. I'm sure of it.
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And, no, I haven't picked up Sims 2 yet. I'm very afraid that my PC won't meet the minimum run requirement. And that I'll become horribly addicted and give up my own basic needs. I figure when I a) get a steady income again and b)get my PC set up in my room I'll get myself to the nearest EB Games and buy it.

[angelus3.livejournal.com]

When I get to the fork in the road in the Great Hearafter, I'll be going to the warm side.

That's priceless. I'm sure I'll see you down there. We can chat while we hang from our thumbs.