Or not.
I'm in the middle of a 7 hour download. I am such a hopeless dork that I have downloaded The Sims Bodyshop, a program that allows you to fully customize Sims for Maxis' new The Sims 2, coming out in (*sob*) September.
I went to sleep the other night while my computer took 6 hours to download the main program. Now I am downloading the first of several starter kits, which allow you more customization options like additional skin tones, clothing, makeup, hair styles, etc.
I am going to go insane waiting for this game to come out. September? Has never seemed so far away. I don't think I've EVER been eager for summer to be over with....
What a dork.
I think I am just posting so that I can ogle my LJ icon. Yes, that is definitely what I am doing.
Damn.
Gave Dave his fluids. He was only midly annoyed, especially since I gave him a heaping portion of canned cat food to munch on while I topped him off. I owe Katie $5 because Chloe actually chewed two of the five pieces of feline t/d with her dinner. Usually she swallows them whole and makes a really funny gagging sound. Then I made another stupid bet with Katie (I forget the specifics) and now I owe her $10. Pfft.
That's okay. Her ex-boyfriend still owes me $1 million from a double-or-nothing-gone-wrong bout of HORSE back home in Illinois. We had a higher-than-regulation basketball hoop on our garage and Katie and I grew up playing. I never really thought much about it until I was 20 and I beat my 5'10 cousin and her 6'2 boyfriend at a game. Reminds me of how Tracy and I used to kick the boys' asses at pool. Man, that was fun.
Note to self: Must find place for basketball net. We have no paved surfaces on our property. What to do?
Additonal note: Must get regulation pool table. We would have brought the one from home, but it weighs about 3 metric tons and took a dozen men and the removal of a large part of our stairs to get it into our basement in Chicago. That beast will remain in the bowels of that house until a Midwestern tornado sees fit to move it elsewhere.
Sometimes I really miss Chicago.
Katie and I were out running errands the other day. On the way home I decided on an impromtu detour that would take us past a farmhouse that is for sale. I pass it all the time on the way to therapy and I'd been meaning to take a look. I said, "I'm gonna take a little detour" and Katie immediately piped, "Okay! What for?" I cracked up, and we renamed Katie "Agreeable Sidekick" since she never turns down a suggested adventure.
Anyway, this farm was just beautiful. Quaint little farmhouse, a huge red barn and a big outbuilding. 43 acres with another 20 acres available to option. It was sooooooooo quiet and sooooooooo peaceful. No neighbors for quite a while. Unfortunately, it was also $625,000. How is that possible? How am I ever going to own a peaceful farm? I love my acreage now, but it is entirely too close to Redneck Assholery. I just don't know if I could ever move away from this river and the floodplain. It feels so magical here. And all of the birds.....
Recommend any Get Rich Quick schemes? Anyone?