Mag

Oops, I gotta bubblish my new magazine! Stop press! Big rush! Yeah, because it's the November issue. Hurry, hurry. There, done!



I'm quite happy with this first one, to be honest, and the December issue may get even better. It may even have articles and stuff. Content, like. And guess who's gonna be the cover cat... Or cover avi, rather. Because it's just a normal (although very special) avi with object cat ears and possibly a tail attached. FYI. If you didn't get that one yourself already.

Well, I'm glad I finally found a way to exploit those silly ears. I had to do it some way, hadn't I?

Ocean

I spoke a little with Fishie again. I liked doing so, hearing from her. But I don't know when she won't be sleeping again, for another chat. Because of the big ocean, she's sleeping a lot when I'm awake. And she can't come here, I guess, because you can't just fly across the sea from one sim to another just like that. There is usually an invisible wall stopping you. Swimming is no good either. Especially not for a poor swimmer like me. I spoke about that before, didn't I? And I don't have a nice swimsuit any more. I liked my red bikini, but it's made out of latex and began melting when I got too close to the voocane-o for the witch trial of the horrid little man's. Now it covers barely anything, and I think the very point of wearing swimsuits is not to show that you're naked. So I'll have to wait here and see if Fishie wakes up again before the angel ninis me to sleep.

Why

By now I have accepted that the angel is controlling me. She makes me do things. Maybe even say things. I dunno. I guess that may be the reason why I sometimes say things I really don't know anything about. So ok, the angel makes me walk and talk.

But why, oh why, does she keep putting these ears on top of my head?