potentialities

Upon returning to our apartment, Stan and I were greeted by a suspiciously damp and gently decomposing mouse. Despite careful cross-examination, the cats are revealing nothing. (I scooped it up and took it out to the dumpster, because Stan was too busy standing screaming on tables like women in early Sixties sitcoms.) This was not particularly awesome.

However, this morning I got to hear wisdomeagle preach at her church, which was very awesome, indeed! The topic of her sermon was bread, and yes, there were even edible examples!

Sam was in town for the weekend, so he got to come with me, and we played a bit with our new Sims Mark III. So far all I've really done is make one house with myself making a healthy income from writing Dan Brown parodies such as The Lost Symbologist and The Bosch Cypher, and another house with Pete Wentz staying up all night and making inappropriate forum posts and Patrick Stump actually, you know, playing the guitar and stuff.

After finding the mouse, Stan and I suddenly found ourselves really in the mood to do some deep cleaning. Not that anything was that dirty, but ....

This is all prillalar's fault idea. (See here and here.)

Five Ways Inui Made Tezuka Cry by mayhap
Prince of Tennis. Inui Sadaharu/Tezuka Kunimitsu. PG-13. Downloadable .zip file here.
Sims silliness.

( Five Ways Inui Made Tezuka Cry )

I think the moral of this story is that I am on so much crack and I can be persuaded to do anything.

So I was playing the Sims and Kaidoh wandered into Ryoma Mark II's yard. Oh, goody, I thought, and sent Ryoma out to greet Kaidoh, as they have not yet met in this incarnation.

Next thing I know, they have started fighting. Well, this is very IC, I thought, and let them go at it. And then I see them doing this:

( !!! )

Sometimes I really love this game.

You know what's fun? Wandering around your house, dripping wet and half-blind, trying to find something to wash your hair with. (I ran out of shampoo. My mother recently switched to this shampoo that makes my hair fall out, so I'm certainly not using that. My brother is at camp with his shampoo.) I eventually turned up something in the far recesses of the cupboards in our bathroom.

Apparently, the people at our hotel "found" my laptop case. I'm not entirely certain precisely how or where they "found" it, but they are mailing it back to me, so I suppose that it doesn't matter. I couldn't find a new laptop case that I wanted to buy, anyway. In the interim I have burned a complete new set of Prince of Tennis DVDs, so I suppose I will pass my duplicates on to some poor unsuspecting soul other person.

I uploaded this for belmanoir and might as well share with the class: Louise Attaque's 1997 self-titled album [38 MB]. Louise Attaque are sort of French folk rock with a killer violinist (I suck at describing music, so sue me).

I lust after one of these. The only problem would be that I don't have a sewing machine (at least, as far as I know) and haven't actually sewn anything since I was 9 or so. (Ask me about the time I put a needle all the way through the palm of my hand, eye first!)

handynavi keeps making Sims who have zero niceness points and then he wonders why they are so mean. It's really quite amusing. Except when they make Tezuka!Sim cry.

The thing I just don't even begin to understand is how my laptop case could just vanish from our hotel room. I didn't take it anywhere the entire time we were in Rapid City and yet, when I went to pack my laptop, I discovered that I had nothing to pack it in.

We turned our hotel room upside down and uncovered two empty plastic vodka bottles concealed in the lower recesses of one of the beds, but no laptop case. This is annoying to me out of all proportion to any joy a thief might get from taking it on account of a.) Apple doesn't make any more 12" laptops so I'm finding the market for suitable replacements restricted to say the least and b.) that case had all of my Prince of Tennis DVDs in it, so now they are GONE, except disc one (episodes 1-24), which was in my not stolen computer and is therefore safe.

It's obviously not the end of the world since I can replicate my efforts, but still. My preciousssss. Wah.

I left handynavi custody of our Sims while I was gone and even procured a house key to lend him. (I don't have a house key. I asked my mom to have one made for me, but she doesn't have a house key. Just ... I don't know.) Unfortunately, my mother decided that just locking the doors like a normal person was insufficient and had my father barricade the door with a 2x4 right before we left, so Sam still couldn't get in the house even with the key.

I pondered this conundrum and concocted a scheme that I felt would afford the greatest chance of success to a person seeking entrance to our house which unfortunately I will omit here in case any of you are stalking me and are perched in the neighbor's tree right now with your laptop and wireless internet connection, trying to figure out how to take things to the next level. However, I can report that Sam and his sister did succeed in breaking into my house on Friday night, which is basically completely awesome. You only wish you were that cool.

I also have a few vacation stories that have nothing to do with breaking, entering or theft, and there are pictures, but now I think I'm going to do something slightly less strenuous like maybe lying around.

I dropped in on my Inui and Tezuka sims briefly and put together the following ( screencaps. )

Friday: Got off work at six, planning to see movie, was informed could not see movie because of important television schedule conflict, watched Monk and Psych (kind of cute! pretty funny! damn slashy!) instead.

Saturday: Got off work at five, planning to see movie, was informed could not see movie because parents were ditching me to have dinner with people they love more than they love me not that I'm bitter or anything, watched Doctor Who instead.

Sunday: Woke up at ten, planning to see movie, invited handynavi to come too, waited for Sam to shower, was in interim ditched by parents having dinner with people they love more than they love me not that I'm bitter or anything two days in a row I'm just saying, Sam discovered that his tires were flat and went off to have them replaced but they didn't have the right tires so we couldn't really go anywhere without risking death and destruction, watched Becket and played the Sims 2 instead.

It was the non-available tires that really upgraded the situation from "repeatedly annoying" to "conspiracy theory material".

Here are ( Sim!Kaidoh and Sim!Momo making out, sweetly oblivious to the fact that Kaidoh's arm is intersecting Momo's torso ).

handynavi and I are playing the Sims 2, or trying to. I spent five minutes making Momo. (Why are there no purple eyes in this game? How can you make self-inserts if there are no purple eyes?) Sam spent an hour on Kaidoh's nose. "Show me some more pictures of Kaidoh," he kept saying. "For, um, reference. Yeah."

The two of them are obviously meant to be together. That is, if Sam ever finishes building their house.