Think I'm Sick

      If this is healthy, it sucks. Ugh, I feel like utter shit. I feel like I need to violently throw up. I can't think and my stomach is in Celtic knots. Everything is moving too fast, shining too bright and blaring too loud. I feel like I could pass out and I just want to curl up with a puke pail in a totally black, totally quiet room.

I'm In Shock! (Update)

      I WON 2ND PLACE IN THE CONTEST! I'm so excited. I've never won anything before! I will be getting a mug with Daryl Dixon on it. I've never had a mug before either!

I'm In Shock!

      Wow. Something pretty cool just happened to me! Recently I came across a post to rewrite one of three specified Christmas songs about The Walking Dead. Because it was all I could come up with, and because I was not actually going for the prize, I rewrote a Christmas song that did not qualify. And they liked my entry so much that they are bending the rules and voting! On me!

Fun, Finally

      I'm finally playing Sims 3: Island Paradise. I don't know how, since I still haven't received my ordered copy. But when I realized my game should have arrived two months ago I contacted the seller, and he sent me the code. Somehow it worked; even though you normally need the disk in the drive to play the game. I'm hoping I can down-load it again should my computer need a complete re-installation.
      Finally, even if virtually, I can live on an island. Of course I started a new game in Isla Paradiso and bought a houseboat. Moved my girl way out into the ocean. It was seriously lagging last night, but today I finally got it where I wanted it. And it's perfect, because she can sit in her lounge chair and look right at the sunset! So suffice it to say, I'm jealous of my Sim, not for the first time.

The Seventh At Seven

      I had an okay birthday. For the first time in about eight years, it actually felt like one. We invited a person who actually came; and had pizza, pop, ice cream and cake. All that was missing was the music. And the rest of the family. Add that and it would have been perfect.
      Today has been good, too. Loved the leftovers. My game is going okay, and I realized something about it; I actually learned something. Hover the mouse over the clock in Sims 3, and it actually tells you how many weeks the house has been active! Hopefully one day it says Year - 22 more weeks until I find out. If I get there.
      And I saw a person with an afro riding a unicycle. Only here, I tell you. Try to find the meaning of the word normal and you see a clown straggling its way back to the circus. I honestly don't know if it was a man or a woman, but BoBo forgot the unicorn wig and the nose that doubles as a car horn.

The Count

      Well, there's only fifteen days, two hours and fifty-six minutes until my birthday. And just like last year, my plans have been tossed out the window by somebody else. I was talking about my plans last night, and today I woke up and he was still bitching about them. Just because others had bad experiences, doesn't mean I will. In fact I haven't.
      I said no matter what, I was doing it; and maybe I still should. It's supposed to be my day. You know what his day is? The other 355. It was going to be on my dime anyway; I don't think I've ever asked him for any favors. Certainly not about money.

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      Another Halloween come and gone. I was looking forward to it, since my game celebrates the festivities. I've never gone trick-or-treating, attended a costume party, nothing. So when costumes are added to the in-game shop, I usually find something I want. This Halloween I basically napped all day, because I'd gone so long without sleep. We had one trick-or-treater, and this time candy was actually given. Normally a sign of some sort is put on our door.
      I'll never forget one Halloween. I think it was 2009. I had a can of Silly String, shot it from an upstairs window at a woman walking on the other side of the street, and actually got her. I could hear her freaking out.
      But the decorations people put out for Halloween seem ridiculous. "Ohmigod, a pumpkin! It's squash!" What makes it scary, the face? And what's scary about bat stickers? "Look out, it's got glue on it!" Honestly, I'd be more concerned that so many parents let their children go out unsupervised, getting candy from strangers whose faces might be covered, even after all the scares about drugs or weapons concealed in candy. No, you just keep worrying about paper and fruit.
      So anyway, here are some Halloween shots from the game. (The skull's name is Beelzebub!)