Simming to the Max

Soooo... I don't have much to add, but I just wanted to do a little tangent (from my wonderful canon of stories, so far) about how much I like to play The Sims 2. It is possibly the geekiest thing I do (and that's impressive) and I still have no intention of stopping.

This is yet another thing that is Shephard's fault. When we met in high school (back in B.C. times) she had the first sims game on her desktop at her parents house. And we played it. A lot. To the point that I would sometimes come over just to futz around with it. Then we got a little older, forgot about its glory, and moved on to other geeky persuits. And then The Sims 2 came out... And all bets were off. She got it, got sucked into it, and let me mess around on it a bit. And naturally, all the appeal of the first game remained with a ton of even more exciting features.

When 3 came out, she lent me all her cdroms for 2 and I was in pure nerd heaven. The first month I had the game, I don't think I did much else. And that's just sad. Because at its core, it's just building crap, dressing people in outfits, and messing with their lives- no I take it back, that's still awesome. I think you'll find I'm pretty unapologetic about my hobbies. Yes, I admit they're exceptionally nerdy at times, but they make me happy, so deal with it. I like playing the Sims. I like making graphic representations of people do strange and horrible things. It makes me laugh.

I like making characters from terrible stories I'm writing on the sims. Sometimes, the Sims helps me with plot points. (Which might be why my stories are terrible... The oven can only catch fire so many times before it's evident that the main character is mentally deficient.)

I think my two favorite things to do (apart from building huge, impractical, architecturally impossible housing) are:

1.) Making my favorite famous people into sims, getting my sim into relationships with them, and then having terrible nothing fights until it ends in pure, unbridled hatred for each other (it really is fun), and

2.) Creating people I strongly dislike on the sims and doing terrible things to them. When you use cheat codes on the game, you can gain access to all kinds of wonderful features. Like the Death Creator. This allows you to right click a character and then determine the horrible and hilarious way that person will die. (Personal fave: Drowning people in the desert. Sick, impossible, and awesome.) Yes, this is probably extremely messed up and not something I would recommend telling your therapist, but realistically, it's a lot safer to drown the boss you hate in a fake game environment than calling her a bitch on the sales floor. Just saying...

That pretty much concludes my love letter to The Sims. But for some reason, I felt the need to extemporate on all of it's glories. You're Welcome.

--Alamo