ahhh, the sims. you were one of the first games i played as a kid. when i was a broke-ass student, you were the main source of entertainment [that and a lot of vodka anyway]. a lot of us in our program played it, since being a journalism student meant stupidly long hours and unforgiving deadlines. once the paper was done, THEN you could go to the bar, but not before.
the sims followed me into adulthood. having my own place meant no parents banning me off it! fuck ya! one of the happiest moments in my life was when i scored a copy of the sims for my mac. seriously, god bless amazon’s capitalist little heart. if you can’t get it there, the folks at riverdale mac in toronto are some of the best and most helpful people ever.
i spent some of my christmas break/work vacation days playing this game. it’s wonderful to be able to create a dream world and control people without being branded a lunatic. something not working? buy a new one and not have anyone nag at you. people in the way? kill them. no reprisals. plus, with the version i bought, you get pets. no cleaning up after the dog in reality. they’ve got raccoons and skunks in there for added realism. if you’ve got the patience to garden [read: DO NOT], you’ll be rewarded by gophers and rabbits.
the best part about this game? it doesn’t take itself too seriously. i threw a buttload of parties – and drew carey showed up. my initial reaction was to puke, but it really just made me laugh. especially once i saw everyone’s reaction to a ‘celebrity’ showing up. i don’t know about any of you, but i stopped watching ‘price is right’ when he started hosting.
anyway. those sims bitches loved it. look at them! they’re all ‘shit yo! a limo!!’ then when old drew steps out they just go apeshit.
i seriously strongly recommend the sims complete collection. if anything, a gamer should have an appreciation for the less serious shit in life.