you can rent the space inside my mind

Dear maker of secret #10: thank you, you legit made my day. ♥ (Yeah, I do reply to every comment, or try to. It makes me happy when people acknowledge my comments so I do the same!)

So, as long as I'm posting, do you guys mind a very brief round of "anyone want this?" I made some book defaults for myself, and they're very much tailored to my game and tastes, but in case there's anyone else out there who'd like their sims to be able to study from The Encyclopedia of Monsters, I thought I'd ask:



From left to right and top to bottom, it's reference, sci-fi, mystery, children's, drama, romance, and cooking. Leisure isn't displayed because I couldn't figure out how to get a sim to read it but it's another pulp paperback. All in separate packages, for mixing and matching! I meant to make them all one big package but had a brainfart I guess. Like I said, tailored to my own (questionable) tastes.

Back home again. Trip was lovely, there was much laughter and horror movies and sims and writing about demons. We even left the house a couple times, holy shit. That's like a huge victory for a couple of socially anxious homebodies like us. Anyway, now I'm home and spamming you with my game again. Fuck and yeah, am I right?

I also made some things but they're not ready to be shared yet. I would be making more things right the fuck now except that lately I've enjoyed playing so much that I haven't wanted to make anything but I keep finding things I need to make to ~complete my game~ but I can't stop playing long enough to do so. And so my project list keeps growing with no end in sight. Much like that sentence there.

Anyways. Pictures and suchlike. There's no particular order to these since I sort of jumped around a lot these last couple weeks.


Embry Brittle, sandwich-and-salad gourmet and the Grey's first vampire. She has far too many nice points for a vampire but likes to pull these faces anyway and I am just generally enchanted with her.

( And now pictures that are not Embry. )

All right, it is now quarter after nine a.m. and I have been up since three-thirty yesterday afternoon so perhaps it is time to nap.

I come bearing a small amount of picspam today. These are pictures from my testing neighborhood, which at the moment is my only neighborhood (though I've finally picked a terrain for Greensward Grey, and if you know what I was thinking of when I named it that then you are a friend waiting to be made). I was checking to see how a particular set of content looked ingame, but I... kind of didn't really pay attention to that so much as play dress-up with my testing sims and watch them do stuff.



( x4 more under the cut. )

Hey dudes! Two things.

1) So you remember when I posted Paparazzi from Hell like two entries ago and said I was never going to be happy with my first mashup? Apparently I lied, because last week in a fit of "productivity" I said screw it and redid the whole thing from start, and since the first time I made it I've learned better techniques (e.g.: use the Time Shift tool, don't do it the moron way) and basically I am just a million times happier with it, so! Since you guys were so nice and encouraging about Paparazzi from Hell, here is my other Celldweller vs. Gaga mashup, Louder Than Bad Romance. This one has even more ridiculous backstory than Paparazzi from Hell, but it still all boils down to "lol, injokes", essentially, so let's skip it.

If you couldn't tell from the (uninspired mashup-style) name, it's Celldweller's Louder Than Words mashed with Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. Eventually I will do something that is not Celldweller vs. Lady Gaga. Probably.

[Download 'Louder Than Bad Romance (Celldweller vs. Lady Gaga)' by Skulldilocks.]


2) I recently got a new computer, a laptop which I love to death and back, and yesterday I finally bit the bullet and decided to see if Sims 2 runs on it because I miss that game like burning and also, I confess, I miss some people in the community too. Long story short, halle-fucking-lujah, it runs! Pretty well, even. Maybe better than on my old desktop. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to get Kingfisher Green or my old downloads off my orphaned hard drive, which means I get the joy of building a neighborhood and a downloads folder from scratch. But I wasn't crazy about all the stuff packs I had installed before, so maybe this will turn out to be awesome instead of ujherkgjrhekjhfjksdffd-inducing.

So, um, yes, I'm simming again! At least once I get downloads sorted, and probably on a much more limited basis, given that I have more important commitments like the novel I am co-writing with my bestie, not to mention my own novel, and a job (omg ew, work) and probably school. But SIMS, GUYS, OH MY GOD I AM SO EXCITED EJUHEFjzkhskdjshd as you can see because I keep degenerating into keysmashes.

Like much of Polyvore, I've made a small tribute set to Alexander McQueen, who is one of my favorite designers (along with Vivienne Westwood, probably the only designer I like whose name people would recognize). I guess I liked him even more than I thought I did, because I'm more depressed about his death than I would've expected.

I hope that wherever he is now, he's happier.

Unrelated: like the rest of the world, I now have a formspring. Me? Pass up an opportunity to answer questions? Never. If you've got a formspring too, let's be pals.

Just your friendly neighborhood camwhore, whorin' it up.

By which I mean I've owed petitchat pictures of my corset since Christmas, and today I finally got around to lacing myself into it again. (I have come to realize that an overbust is not the best choice for a first corset when no one else in your house understands how to lace you into it.) ( Velvet and grommets and laces, oh my! )

So far, for me, the holiday season has been myriad shopping trips, never-ending present wrapping, unexpected and intense cramps (oh the delights of being a girl), rereading favorite novels, eating too many cookies, repeated viewings of all our Christmas DVDs, getting odd looks from elderly people in department stores, obsessive editing of playlists, and embracing my stereotypicality with The Sisters of Mercy's 'This Corrosion' on repeat. I hope it has been lovely for all of you, too!

Boyfriend has a brand new motherboard that is compatible with my graphics card that he says he will mail to me post-holidays. Delight.

Firstly: I am aware that my foreigndestiny photobucket account is inactive. I would take care of this, except that it is one of three photobucket accounts I have, and I can't remember what e-mail is associated with it, so I can't log in and reactivate it. Balls.

Secondly: A meme about being a girl that I've seen floating around lately, because I'm bored and memes entertain me. ( Makeup, shoes, shopping! )

On the same track, I've been making eyes at Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab lately, and have decided that if I find a job soon I will reward myself with Arkham and Embalming Fluid and maybe Zombi. I am toying with the idea of purchasing Cthulhu just so I can say I'm wearing Cthulhu, but for fifteen dollars a bottle I think I'd rather have Arkham.

I mentioned this to my mother yesterday. I don't think her eyes have rolled back out of the top of her head yet.

Sitting around waiting for my sister to get the fuck out of the shower so we can go to the mall (Black Friday shopping, ahoy), I managed to get a shred of writing done. Not for TSA (bad Enna!) but at this point I'm happy to have had inspiration to write anything.

Since sharing writing seems to be the modus operandi for November, here it is for you fine fellows to peruse.

( They walked quickly, not looking back. )

I'm not 100% on all the phrasing, but getting it down felt good. I'll fix it in the second draft, forty years from now.

I hope everyone who celebrates it had a lovely Thanksgiving; I know I did.

Tomorrow morning, I leave for pooklet's house (well, first the airport, then pooklet's house). I imagine at some point I will see fit to update those of you who care on our doings, but if not, see you on the 20th!

Absolutely unrelated, things I should have done today:
- cleaned up my room
- scoured the sinks
- written some more TSA

...as opposed to things I actually did today:
- caught up on Haute Macabre
- caught up on Gothic Charm School
- wrote some smut for a friend's birthday

I am ever-productive.