Dec 09, 2005 10:48
Texans cannot drive on ice. It's a known fact. When we get a sprinke of precipitation on the ground during winter, we all panic and close everything down. Before, I was a cynic. I made fun of the dumb texans while rejoicing in the time that I got to spend free of responsibility. Until two days ago. When I slid on ice. If David knew, he'd say it was because I was an asian woman driver(which is the worst combination ever, snark). Anyway, I scared the bejeezus out of myself and banged up my tire a wee bit. I managed to tense up so bad that I had a pounding headache for the rest of the day.
While I was still a little shaken up, I called my sister to let her know what happened and...well, just to have someone to talk to about it. She did the sisterly thing and asked about my well-being and whatnot, then started to tell me about her adventures with the Sims 2. I've played the Sims 2 quite a bit, and I thought that I had gone through a few aspects of the game pretty nicely--until my sister told me about her adventures. Her sim died. Know how most sims die on "accident" or of old age? Well my sister's sim died of starvation--while pregnant. I'm not sure how she managed to pull that one off, since she sincerely wasn't trying to starve her. Another of her sims committed suicide(I didn't even know they could do that). Sis locked her in a tower until the girl choked herself to death, while a caption popped up saying, "I just want to die." She also has sims haunting her, since so many have died in her care.
I thought I was bad at that game, hah.
I wish I had something more interesting to talk about rather than Christi's adventures with Sims, but sadly all there is other than that is work. And somehow I think that would be even more boring.
family,
antics