New Beginnings

Katie, and everybody else, I’m really sorry, but I’ve completely lost interest in playing Sims 2. It just doesn’t grab my attention anymore, and I’m actually beginning to get rather bored with it. Also, I want to concentrate more on my other writing. I am still going to be keeping up with all my favorite blogs, though, I just won’t be writing my own. Thanks to everybody who read, and gave me a lot of encouragement on, this little hobby-horse of mine.

Well, I said I’d be back, and back I came. Katie had a really good idea about the subject of this round of blogging, but after some thought, I decided to attempt the original Legacy Challenge. I’m only running the base game at the moment, my laptop won’t handle all the expansion packs. All my old hacks are on the big computer, so it’ll be interesting to see how long it takes me to go completely bonkers. Enjoy.

Name: Logan, Jonathan J (please don’t ask me what the J stands for, I have no idea)
Age: twenty-something (he swore me to secrecy about that)
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Stats:
Sloppy/Neat: 6 (well, I guess that means he flushes the toilet and won’t sponge-bathe at the sink)
Shy/Outgoing: 3 (I guess that makes him a little timid)
Lazy/Active: 6 (great, he ain’t gonna slouch, or spend all his time on the sofa)
Serious/Playful: 4 (hmmm, can’t think of a smart-aleck comment to go along with this one)
Grumpy/Nice: 6 (or was it Grouchy? Either way, he ain’t it!)
Bio:
Well, he’s one of those thinks-he-knows-it-all Knowledge Sims, but I’m sure the dart-throw could have turned out worse than it did. I mean, I can’t, and won’t, start a Legacy with a Romance Sims (although they are a fun way to explore the vindictive side of my nature).

I couldn’t remember if I was supposed to start with a 5x5 lot or the next size down, so I went with the biggest one. So, he got a tiny little shack perched up on a little hill because I didn’t notice that the lot was slightly hilly until I first started to build on it, and didn’t have the money to level the terrain. Huh, I don’t envy the poor sod, living in a little two-room hovel, and I don’t think he liked it much either, so I quickly got him a job in the Medical field and had him work on the skills he’d need to get promoted, not to mention keep him happy enough to keep the job.

Although, on second thought, maybe I should have had him work on his cooking skills, because his first dinner, he, well, fried it, and his stove as well. As you can see, his aspiration score took a bit of a hit, but he didn’t, thank God, get a visit from the SimShrink, because you lose points for that, don’t you? But, the good thing was, he met Miss Margaret Howe, who came to put out the fire, and since she was the only other adult poor JJ had seen all day, I had him tip her one measly Simoleon (did I spell that right?). I even had him call her up as soon as he’d choked his way through dinner, because his social bar was getting incredibly low.

I’m sure he was still half asleep when he went to work the next day, but hey, it’s not my fault that he only had a lousy, uncomfortable sofa to sleep on, but I did buy him a cheap bed as soon as he’d got home and paid his bills. The only thing is, I have to move the phone into the bathroom each night so the poor fellow could get some sleep!

Still, after a couple of days and a promotion or two, I could afford to put in an extra bedroom, put some windows and a light in, and I was even able to get him some carpet and other floor coverings. Woopee. Oh, and the easel, I forgot the easel, and when JJ wasn’t working on his skills, going on weird cleaning sprees, and sleeping, I had him divide his time between painting and talking to Margaret on the phone. It is so weird, I have only seen two people, the paper kid and the postman, walk past the house. Where the heck is everyone???

I didn’t even realize Margaret was actually at the house at first, until I heard a giggle that wasn’t JJ’s, and I can’t believe I almost missed that photo op! Heh, give a fella a pinch on the backside, and he’s yours forever, although I have no idea what the deal with his head is. I guess his comfort need must have been really low or something. Either that or he’s trying a funky new dance! Or maybe he’s just a dork. What do you think? I wonder if Margaret knows he’s flat-broke?

I don’t know if anyone will remember me, but I’m the blogger with the horrible temper who deleted her neighborhoods one night while totally, erm, tiddly. I’m also the simmer who had a misunderstanding with the base game disks, which somehow ended up snapped in half, all four of them. I wonder how that happened?

I’ve finally replaced my base game, and I’m ready to start blogging again, but Katie, Mandie and everyone else who reads this, could you tell me what you’d like to read? A continuing family thingie like the Mellon family, or a whole lot of unrelated stories like my boredom buster tales?

Unfortunately, Mandie, it’s the sad, sad truth.

I could go back to the backups, but Hell’s Bells, Bobby and Joy are still together on that old disk!

I’ve learnt one thing from all this:

Stay away from the computer when I’ve had a few bottles of Export Gold!

I’ll be back as soon as I figure out just what the heck I’m going to do.

:(

My neighbourhoods are gone

I went to load Abe and his relatives up yesterday, and they’re gone. Finn’s gone, Maggie’s gone, Nick’s gone, Josella’s gone, and Mike’s gone…
They’re all gone! And my backups are, well, ancient.
I’m not sure if I want to scream, throw a complete hissy, or smash my computer. I should probably add that a lot of other stuff is gone, too, and also that the last time I had a ‘get-rid-of-the-junk’ session, I was kinda drunk. I must have deleted my neighbourhoods.

Katie, I think your neighbourhood is looking wonderful! I attempted to follow Jade’s tutes, but lost patience pretty early on. I also started full-time work last week, and I’ll be back as soon as I get used to the early morning starts (I’m not a morning person…).

Okay, maybe the title is a little unfair (what can I say, I’m my own worst critic), but the truth is, I won’t be updating for a couple of weeks at least. I’ve gone on this weird RPG jag lately, so Sims 2 may have to be uninstalled to make way for Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion. I’ll be back as soon as I get sick of waving a sword around and pretending I’m a Warrior! Happy New Year to everyone, and a big Congrats to Mandie, may you and your husband have many happy years together!

Well, I’m late updating, I know, but I finally got my copy of Pets!

Well, in a couple of hours, I’ll be a Junior!

It seems a little odd that I’ve come this far and I hope that I shall get good marks in this exam, too. I haven’t been studying as hard this time around, you see. I’ve been spending a lot of my time with Maura.

Hey now! Get that filthy thought out of your mind! Maura and I are just best friends and nothing more than that! There’s no law that says a fellow can’t have a young lady for a best friend, is there?

Maura sure is nice though, isn’t she?

She’s even offered to give me a few dancing lessons, because I’m still not very good. Aparently, the waltz will be the main dance I need to learn for all those functions, parties, and such, but I’m a little bit nervous about learning it. Maura has such tiny little feet, you see, and I’m worried about crushing her toes accidentally with those big clodhoppers of mine while she’s teaching me to waltz. She’s been really good about it though, saying that we won’t move on to the waltz until I feel ready. Wasn’t that nice of her?

I think that Mother and Father would like her, too, as she’s almost as down-to-earth as they are, and my parents don’t believe in raising spoiled brats at all, and Maura definitely isn’t a spoiled brat. That’s what I like about her.

There hasn’t been much else happening around here, although Gerald is in a spot of bother after he got caught sneaking a young lady into his room after midnight, one of the things that is expressly forbidden. Gerald has been told that if he puts even one toe out of line in the next six weeks, he will be expelled. I don’t think he was too happy about that, to tell you the truth!

Anyway, I have to go to my exam now, and it’ll probably be a while before I see you all again, so I hope you and yours will have a Very Merry Christmas.

Your friend,
Nick Ryan

(And a happy Christmas from this slightly hungover blogger, too!)

Alrighty!

First of all, MERRY CHRISTMAS to everyone!

I’m taking a Christmas break from blogging, and I’ll update next week some time!