9/3/02

Things got seriously weird at Casa de Sims last night. I splurged and bought Logan and me a bar, and then Logan went over and chugged like three drinks in a row. Then the next day he refused to go to work! He sat around all day watching TV and setting off fireworks. What a lazy bastard.

I got him some exercise equipment, but he refused to use it. He did two reps, straining the whole time, and then gave up. *snerk*

And I didn't seem to like him as much as he liked me, which was just plain ludicrous. In fact, I flatly refused to sleep in the same bed. Which is even more ludicrous.

I bet it's because Sims!Logan doesn't have that buckle.

*nods*

Anyway, then I got really depressed for some reason. (No buckle, maybe?) When I came home from work I refused to shower or read the paper, and was just generally annoying.

And then this fucking clown showed up. *cringe* It was awful! And it wouldn't leave! We slapped it and insulted it and called the cops on it, but nothing worked. Finally, it was getting late so we tried to go to bed, but we kept waking up and throwing fits because the clown was juggling while we were trying to sleep.

Oh, and did I mention that we still had roaches??

Gah.

At that point I found a money cheat that worked, and since that family was just one big clusterfuck, I deleted it.

*dusts hands*

Now me and Logan are livin' in style.

We gots ourselves a Big Ass Mansion, and really tacky Love Bed, and two sets of appliances in the kitchen, which really makes that eating thing go a lot quicker.

This me is a lot more cooperative. In fact, Logan got me in the sack on the first day! I think it was finally seeing him in his pink Speedo swimsuit that did it. When he's not luring me into bed, he spends a lot of time admiring himself in the mirror. *snerk*

Oh, and he made a magic potion at one point, but I'm not sure what it does or what happened to it.

Hmmm. . .maybe that explains why I'm so easy.

Huh.

The End