Tired And Tired Of

      My game is going pretty well. My Sim went to Egypt and France, got married, went to China with her husband, raised three kids and just returned from France again, this time with the whole crew. The eldest daughter, Tamara, just got married and knocked up. The family moved to a big, beautiful home I made using blueprints, and the home frames an inner courtyard with a fancy swimming pool...It's gorgeous, and it overlooks the ocean, too. The best part is, my game stopped crashing.
      So my game is fun and all is dandy there. But that's all that's working out for me. My left earphone died, and all the Sims 3 videos I worked so hard on continue to randomly become corrupt in Movie Maker. On top of that, we're already running low on food because, for some reason, we did not get even half the crap on our shopping list. My family seems to have attained the misconception that as long as we have milk, tobacco and cigarettes we're living in the lap of luxury. Well...I have many more complaints, but I can't talk about them with strangers. I know because I have before, and I still can't live with that.
      I can replace the earphones easily enough, but I do not want any of us to go anywhere (wishful thinking) until this damn flu epidemic is over. We're safe, and I just want it to stay that way. I want to isolate myself in a bubble, in a bullet-proof room and only see the light of day after I look at my clock and realize it's early enough to order my groceries. Or grow them inside my very own submarine house. At least, that's what I'd settle for. In a perfect world I'd be the only person living on an island, framed by a thin body of water that pours off into a waterfall to the ocean so far below me I can't see it. And there'd be a tree nearby, with a boulder covered in a carpet of moss so thick it's actually really comfortable. Ideally the clouds would rain chocolates. And the flowers would soar way up above my head, with petals bigger than my helicopter.
      Or maybe I pop a Vitamin B12 and try to sleep off this damn foolish nonsense I seem to be spewing. Still, it would be fantastic if I really could live the dream. Life gets so ridiculously boring some-times. Lately I feel a rush of pride if I can just get to midnight with-out taking a nap.