Raising the Biggest Slut in Veronaville

Not much worth writing about today. Mostly just waiting for South Park. Got my hair cut—had the barber shear off what felt like a sacred portion of my identity—and that was genuinely the high point of the day. Everything else was Sims 2.

I’ve rediscovered it after a long absence and my current project is raising the most degenerate Sim in all of Veronaville. The goal is purely voyeuristic, which suits me fine. There’s something deeply satisfying about engineering someone else’s catastrophic love life from the outside. Passive, omnipotent, no consequences. Ideal.

MTV is apparently running some fashion event tonight, which rules it out completely. GIGA Games it is. Could be worse.