I. Hate. This. NAME, MOM!!! *Rant*

[AmandaRuth]

If any of you don't know, I share an account with my mother, AmandaRuth the Elder because our computer is a totally worthless piece of *Rambles.*

About thirty times today I've spelled my name out MiniLuvAmericaHateBush. I made several incoherent noises of frustration over this.

This also isn't helped by the fact that I was talking to my friend of the phone when I made this incoherent noise of frustration.

Jgdsokfghoasdng-- said incoherent noise of frustration (TM).

I sound like a Sim when i do that.

All I need is for 'God' to step in a starve me to death in a tiny walled off room.

Or drown me in a walled off pool.

Or mock me maliciously while I try to sleep in a room with a TV on.

Or shock me with a bug zapper.

Maybe I should be kinder to my Sims. Maybe I should not light them on fire and laugh at them while they go catch other rooms on fire.

Maybe the Sim God of Simminess (TM) is making me suffer with the Incoherent Noise of Frustration over my Sims.

*Mumbles*

Weird.

MiniAmandaRuth