My thoughts of the last 5 minutes in lyricismism form:
I've had the best times of my life,
over that gate,
and by that pool,
and on those hard slats of wood.
Your dog licked my fingers,
and your friends liked my words.
I'll come back,
again and again and again.
just for good measure.
I'll eat your ice, be witless and witty.
Play your game, be there and give your pity.
Anyways, so I was playing Sims 3 today and it hooked me much quicker than I expected. I was all 'hmm this hair might be okay' and then before I knew it time had left me behind. Three hours later, my face was half a centimetre away from the screen and I was screaming at 'Avey' to get out of the damn-hell-ass shower and go to work. It's the first game in a while which has weasled its way into my thoughts so frequently outside of "allocated playing hours" (any time when I can't handcuff myself to the computer). I'm starting to wonder where my sister's green diamond above her head is. In fact, I'm starting to wonder which is the game, "real life" or Sims 3.
UNGA UNGA KAKA LAKA BOOSA
Basically, the sims is like living real life but not at all. My score is 7/9.
My final word for the day, is that sleeping bags are more fun than you can imagine, and you should sleep in them in your bed sometimes just for comfort's sake.
Froooommm the banshee beat. (so mysterious).
p.s. have a fine and dandy night or day.
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