Home Sweet Home

Nothing happening, just staying in. Cartoons playing, Nutella straight from the jar, while everyone else is playing Spore or whatever. I’ve got The Sims 2 running instead. Built a little family, nothing elaborate.

My daughter in the game—Nami—she’s turning out fine. Anyone who gets close to her without my say-so ends up at the bottom of the pool. No rescue squad, no second chances. It shouldn’t feel good, but it does.