Chapter 6 March 26, 2008
Dear Jonathan,
You’re wrong. Mom’s still mad at me and refuses to even speak to me. For an adult of 28 not very mature huh? Our daily routine has become something like this:
Uninvited Guest (Pt. 2) March 21, 2008
I kind of just stood there for a while, looking around the hallway. Bret would sort this out I knew he would, I had full faith in him. Okay I take that back, I should be getting nervous… just about now.
Chapter 5 March 19, 2008
Dear Jonathan,
My mother changing her ways? Hah! Nice joke there Jon! You should’ve seen the moment when she saw the bill being delivered. She ran outside and started flirting with the mailman as if HE was the one that we were going to pay! (See what I mean when I resemble my mother in the least? She should just go dye her hair blonde! I must’ve been my father’s child… whoever he is.)
Unfortunately for mom, she was hitting on the wrong kind of guy. He was apparently gay and was having an affair with the paper boy. Well, that’s what my mom told me but seriously, ugh pedophile much? I’m fed up with her entire act of attempting to woo the entire male population here at Littlebrook.
Uh oh… March 14, 2008
Looks like I’m hitting a minor dry spell for the Sims… (I blame the number of birthday parties I’ve been going to.. it’s insane!!) But luckily I still have enough images to pull off 6-7 entries so expect entries to not be so frequent until I start off another simming frenzy which you will notice when an onslaught of entries are posted!
But it isn’t the dry spell yet! New development in You, Me and the World!
Chapter 4 March 14, 2008
Dear Jonathan,
How’s it back in Hallington? I promised I’d write when we got here, so here’s my letter. We moved into this spacious house (I think it’s a shack, but with our savings it’s pretty decent) and it’s sparsely furnished. I mean sparsely. We have two beds, a couch, a pink tv (which I think my mom might’ve picked up form a garbage dump on the way here), two toilets, two showers, a refrigerator, a stove, a washing machine (which I think we could’ve lived without, I mean mom chose that over a dining table!), and a crib for Melissie. It’s hard to wake up each morning and not have anything to look forward to.
Chapter 3 March 12, 2008
Excerpt from the diary of Devonny Winden,
I don’t know what is wrong with Lex lately… he seems quite disturbed and distant lately. Just the other day, he came home from work and barely even talked to me…
Chapter 2 March 10, 2008
Excerpt from Lex’s journal,
Oh bloody hell, Devonny’s pregnant! It’s a miracle, I know, but with us just moving in, a month ago, are we financially ready? I never planned on having a family this early in my life, and I guess that’s what made me marry Devonny at the age of twenty. Her body isn’t suited for having children so I never thought we would have little children running around so early. On a further note, I can’t believe I’m just a mere mascot for the Littlebrook Llamas. But it can’t be helped, my past reputation from Green Valley Goats wouldn’t help here, they’re mortal enemies for God’s sakes…
Sleep comes first… March 9, 2008
Ahaha.. with a new update in The Cottage, I also forgot to mention a new story called “You Me and the World.” I put up the first entry on late last night and frankly sleep’s priority took over the announcement update priority so here’s the announcement, (a bit late but still here!)
Note to self: Need to get started on the Character Pages!
Later that night…
Having problems deciding what to name my three new turtles currently pending names are: 芝麻糊 to 朱克力 to 菠萝包 to 红豆沙?! (<– the current favourite). Don’t ask why they’re all sweet-related (to all my non-chinese readers, starting form the first one, sesame paste to chocolate, to pineapple bun to red bean paste?!)
An Uninvited Guest (Pt.1) March 9, 2008
Bret walked out of the kitchen, now worried for Alec’s safety, not to mention the state his house would be in if Anna decided to throw a shit fit. To his surprise he saw a young woman sitting at the table. He glanced at the clock, it was way too early for the applicants to come! He wasn’t even ready yet!
He approached the table cautiously, keeping his wits about. For all he knew, she could be some skilled spy from another neighbouring restaurant, out to steal his secret recipes! If only he had any secret recipes to steal…
“Hi miss, you’re a bit early. The job interviews begin at 10 and it’s only 9..”
Chapter 1 March 8, 2008
Excerpt from the diary of Devonny Winden,
Such a quiet neighboorhood. I am not used to such… peacefullness.
I could just die of boredom here. There are no tall skyscrapers, no towering office buildings, and not even a single old quaint coffeeshop across the street. Why am I here? At the request of my husband Lex Winden.
