I received a present via UPS today.  There was no note or bill.  On the box in the smallest letters humanly possible there was a “Just thinking of you” message.  With no name.  No name here people.  I have no idea who sent this to me but seriously, I gotta know.  Really.  This will drive me totally fucking batshit.  If you don’t want other people to know, e-mail me.  And hurry.  Kthnx.  Oh and thank you so much!  I love this stuff…especially with Breton crackers.  Guess What my snack will be tonight?

Also, I’ve decided I’m totally nuts for that fireman/baby thing in the last post.  Here’s a screenshot.  That’s as much as you can see of it and only when you create a male sim.  So I’m a doinkazoid.  Hey, it happens once a decade or so.

Anyway, I borked my Sims by trying to run conflicting hacks.  At the same time I downloaded like 90000 hairstyles and outfits so my ‘know good’ file doesn’t have the hair and clothes and the files for the hair and clothes are all the fuck over my hard drive in unrecognisable folders because I named them all the same and then put them in different directories…temp, downloads, zipped and unzipped…oh and a ‘Downloads’ folder is in my crochet patter folder and I don’t know if it’s good or bad….Because I’m too stupid to live that’s why.

Anyway, I gotta clean up my sims.  Whoever you are that is thinking of me, I you but I really need to know who you are or I’ll have a psychotic break or something…yes, you probably could tell a psychotic break from my normal behaviour thankyouveryfuckingmuch.

Bye.

Posted on: Thursday - 10.23.08 @ 2:28 PM
Posted by: Miss Ann Thrope
Filed in: Friends ·
Comments: 11