Something horrible has happened. I've become terribly addicted to some stupid Sim City game. The worst part of it is that it's formal title is "The Sims: Livin' Large." I truly wish they didn't abbreviate the word "living."

I want to say I don't know what happened but I do. I had a nice healthy hobby of downloading shit off Kazaa. Ever since I was 14 I have been an avid collector of illegal pirated software. The majority of the time I don't even bother using it. Anyway, that's what happened here. I got a grip of games and then I tested them to see if they worked. On a whim, I clicked on the stupid little icon and it was all downhill from there. As a result, my interpersonal relationships are taking a beating, my nutrition and hygiene are down, and I'm now growing a moustache. (One side note: the nutrition and hygiene of my Sims families are at an all-time high).

It seems like my favorite thing to do is to make families of people that I know. For example, I created my own familiy, complete with my bald-headed dad and designed the home to look like our house in California. I then made a caricature of the Yees, the family of one of my childhood friends. They were known for being tight with a dollar, your typical miserly Chinese family. It's quite interesting, sort of like a virtual voodoo doll.

And it didn't stop with families I know. I started making celebrity families such as the Seinfelds. The whole gang is there, Jerry, George, Elaine, and Kramer. And I made sure to keep Kramer unemployed in order to maintain the realism, whatever that means. The Simpsons are next. It's pretty pathetic that I'm actually looking forward to creating the Simpsons but this is what my life has become. So enough writing, it's time to get back to being a loser.