Apparently more poeple would like ferrets if they came conveniently boxed XD

I've become heavily addicted to The Urbz. Seriously. Up til 4am playing addicted. Wishing that Supernatural would hurry up and be over so I can carry on playing addicted.

And I'm holding back cos I wanna gush about how fab it is that I get to dress a guy modelled om one of my OCs as a cowboy, about how I tried to get rid of someone who was bugging me by getting my girl Urb to snog her but in fact they both really seemed to like it, about how I walled up a load of dirty plates because I didn't realise that my Urb wasn't cleaning up the plates because he didn't have a sink

It's kinda like a parent with a new baby - every burp, every drooly smile is amazing but to everyone else, well, yawn.

The thing is, I don't know why it's so addictive. Constantly tending to a digital person's needs should be a chore, and in fact it is when your dumb Sim just stands there holding up his hands cos he can't get into the bathroom because the bloody dog is sitting on the other side of the door, probably peeing again. The jobs are pretty much all the same, just hit the buttons in sequence, keep your stats up. Customising the apartment can be tricky, especially manipulating the walls and the posh double bed I just bought is so annoyingly glitchy I might just sell the damn thing and buy a different one. And upping the character's stats consists of far too much button mashing (I've just looked up some cheats. It says using the cheats takes the fun out of the game, but jabbing X isn't that much fun )

One morning when I woke up, sleep-deprived, I dreamed I was an Urb. And now I amuse myself thinking stuff like, my bladder gauge is flashing, better nip loo. Hunger is down halfway, time for a snack. Sleep meter is constantly just above zero though! The only gauge that hasn't suffered is the entertainment gauge...

And as Sheryl Crow said, if it makes you happy, it can't be that bad.

My Urb hadn't paid his rent, well cos I didn't know how and he was broke. So the landlord came by while he was sleeping on the couch and repossessed his shower and fridge! No fair! So I created a new Urb, put the fridge and shower from their inventory into the flat, saved, then deleted them. Yay, free fridge! Then I did the same again a couple of times to sell the items and buy others. Except this time I didn't delete the characters straight away. I feel a bit like a mad scientist, harvesting all I could from these mistreated Urbz, then just letting them loose with no intention of them surviving, just to see what would happen. One fitted in quite well, shame to delete him. The other, the girl, totally unravelled in the apartment. She had repeated fights with my girl Urb, Erin, screamed in frustration cos the tv was on and the stereo and collapsed from exhaustion a few times. Sucked to be her!

And, by the way Stef, I miss you loads! Not quite to the point that I've created a Urb you and am stalking her but now that idea has occurred to me...