9/1/02

So I gave up, and tried to play with my Sims. After about 15 minutes, I was bored out of my skull. You know, Sims really aren't that fun if you don't have a money cheat. Because they have to go to work, which doesn't leave you a lot of time for other stuff. So all they do is eat, shower, sleep and clean up. Which is even less exciting than my life, because I at least get to ride horses and write in my online journal.

I had a hard time finding a money cheat for the Mac version, and the one I did find didn't work.

So hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work they go. Man, was that dull.

And with no skins, the best I could do was try to create a Sim that looked kind of like Wolverine. I put him in a house with a Sim that looked kind of like me, because, as I mentioned previously, I have no shame.

I enjoyed the way they ran around and looked at everything when I let them into their house, clapping at the stuff they liked. Logan didn't like the stuffed moose head, which I bought just for him. What an ingrate. He didn't like the bathtub either, but applauded the exercise machine and the burglar alarm.

And I can't keep the guy away from the dollhouse. He plays with it ALL THE TIME.

He really likes the grill, and he makes itty bitty hamburger patties. Sometimes when he comes home from work, he goes straight to the backyard and started whipping up some burgers. And once he got up at 3am, went outside, and made himself some hamburgers, while still in his pajamas.

And I'm just a big bitch, because after the first night I refused to sleep in the el cheapo bed. And the neighbor lady doesn't like me.

And we appear to have roaches.

Anyway.

I need a money cheat. I'm sick of working for a living, even in my virtual form.

The End