I redownloaded Sims 3 and have obsessed over it for days.
It inspires me for XOXO; but is it really just killing all of my time?
I've been playing on my new laptop.
Isn't it all so lovely?
Cal & Prue on their private island, doing weird stuff to each other, practicing alchemy, cutting gems, adopting shelter cats, falling in love, fishing, riding (and talking) to dolphins, and eventually saving Atlantis from tyranny. If only I would write the damn thing instead of pretending to.
I also, on a whim, bought a 3 gallon carbon/aquaponics duo fish tank, and have been obessing over that since then, too. Have a betta named Lost Planet in there, 3 cherry shrimp, 3 glass cats, and a corydora. I'm trying desperately to refrain from buying ANOTHER tall 5 gallon fish tank because where the hell would I put it, nowhere that's where, and I don't fucking need 3 fish tanks. And don't ever let me try my hand in a saltwater tank because all of that sounds ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE and I ABSOLUTELY WANT ONE.
Someone tried to break into my CR-Z two nights ago and scratched it all up, AGAIN. It makes me want to kill myself.
And finally, I didn't get the Internal Medicine position. They had me come back to check out a Dental and Opthalmology position but both of those include working 7-6pm shifts in the ER Saturday AND Sunday, every other week, and fucking, no thank you.
So my dream didn't happen, my job still fucking sucks and I hate everyone there, and I don't want to be alive, thank you so much.