Starring Melinda Dixon
It was only two months after my mother died that I left my home in Sunnyvale. My mother was dead, and I hopped on a bus to a sleepy little town in the midwest.
Riverblossom Hills, I am here.
I didn't really have a plan, a job, any money, or a clue. But there was one thing my mother said to me as I watched her die: Melinda, you only have one life to live, and it's a short ride. Live it, live your dreams, live it like you
I had no clue, but I had twenty-thousand simoleans in a trust fund and one impossible dream: I wanted to be a star SNBA player. For as long as I could remember, I wanted to play ball. But I was a girl, I was too short, I was too smart and I should be a doctor or a lawyer, blah-blah-blah. Back in Sunnyvale, we didn't even have a basketball team, ha. So I went to college and found nothing interesting.
So why Riverblossom Hills? On first glance this town is even sleepier than Sunnyvale!
But never trust your first glance. Riverblossom Hills is actually the home of the very first all-women's SNBA team. So here I am, hoping to get my foot in the door and live out my dream.
I plopped down my 20k on a cheap plot of land and a house that I'd seen advertised on the internet. Of course, when I arrived, the house looked nothing like it did in the pictures:
Talk about being cheated. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. After spending so much on the land and the shack, I barely had enough to cover basic necessities. I had nothing but a toilet, a shower, an old smelly sofa, and a fridge. I was a Sunnyvale trust fund girl: I was not at all accustomed to living in conditions like this. Not to mention, I quickly found out that I didn't have proper clothes for the weather here!
Not to mention, the most frightful sim I've ever seen came to "greet" me, less than two hours after I'd moved in:
He just walked right into my shack without an invite, used my toilet and drank my soda! Was this considered normal?? Is this what I could expect here in Riverblossom Hills?
Turns out yes, this was a custom. In fact, more greeters showed up only a few minutes later! It wasn't all that bad though. It was nice to have some company and to meet my new neighbors. Andrew, the frightful gentleman, even loaned me a jacket! I got on pretty well with him, and with Morty Roth. Turns out Morty is a big fan of the womens' SNBA team, but he prefers baseball to basketball. With that, I had to give him a taste of my fast arm:
Things were starting to look up. I even found a job the very next day with the SNBA! How lucky was that? Sure, the position was just for a team mascot, but hey. My foot was officially in the door! My first paycheck was measly and I knew I should be saving whatever I could, but it barely covered food. And to keep my morale up, I splurged and got a radio. Boogie nights!
I was living off cereal, chips, soda, and gifts from Andrew. I couldn't really afford to pay my bills, but surely a promotion was right around the corner! I was the best darned mascot I could be! I kept my spirits high despite a serious lack of funds. I chatted with Andrew and Morty after work. I enjoyed my first snowfall ever:
I even built a little snowman in front of the house:
And of course, boogie nights!
But of course you can only fake it for so long. Reality set in when I got a nice visit from the repo man. He took EVERYTHING: my radio, my sofa, he even took my filthy toilet:
The honeymoon was over. I had a complete nervous breakdown. I was in a strange town all by myself, with only an ugly man and a married man for friends, I paraded around in a freakin' llama suit for a living, and now I didn't even have a pot to pee in. Something had to change.
The last time we saw Donna Cole, things weren't going so well for her. She was living the life of a top model, but her marriage to Cole was dissolving as she spent all her time out with friends, and in particular with Jonathan Lee, the editor of Beautiful Sims
magazine, star athlete, her younger sister Keyshia's husband, and infamously womanizing. One fateful night, things took quite a wrong turn and Donna found herself having serious feelings for Jonathan; feelings he reciprocated, and feelings that led to a night of woohoo in the hot tub. Everyone found out of course; Cole found out, Keyshia found out, Savanna found out and all hell proceeded to break loose. But lo and behold, that wasn't the ending. Forgiveness happened. And all was temporarily right in the universe. In fact, things were right all the way through little Tori Lee's birthday party, which was also the night of the big Halloween party. One last night of normalcy before their lives changed forever. Yes, a night they'll all remember forever....
The Lee Family went all out for the Halloween/Tori's coming of age party. Keyshia wanted the night to be perfect for her youngest (and hopefully, her LAST!) child. No expense was spared! Decorations, yummy food, photographers, elaborate costumes!
Keyshia was a corpse bride, Jonathan was a vampire...
Tori was a princess, of course, and who else but Savanna could look so good in mummy wrap? And Clara...
Clara's in there somewhere. Honest!
Anyway, everyone was invited to the party and everyone was there! Friends, family, neighbors, passer-bys... and everyone had a fantastic time. This was a party they would still talk about years from now!
There was no fighting, no arguments, no infidelity, no wandering eyes. In fact, Keyshia and Jonathan were as into each other as they were on their wedding night:
Tori couldn't be any happier on her big night. She was a teenager now, her parents were together and in love (and rich!), her life was just peachy perfect:
But alas... things didn't stay that way much longer. In fact, her perfect little family began to fall apart the very same night.
Clara was moving out, she announced. After less than 3 months of seeing each other, she and Skye Dovetail had decided to tie the knot!
Keyshia was alarmed. She warned Clara against rushing into things, but Clara was grown now. She was her own woman and had to make her own decisions. But Keyshia didn't want to see her daughter hurt-- either of her daughters. But the wedding went on without a hitch. But there was something about Skye Dovetail that unsettled Keyshia. He kinda reminded her of... Jonathan. Not that that's a bad thing, but she just didn't want Clara to know any of the pain that she knew men like Jonathan (and Skye?) could cause.
In the meantime... things continued to go downhill in the Cole household. Cole and Donna had decided to try to patch things together after Donna's infidelity, but it was never the same again. And Donna knew why. It wasn't too long before Cole knew why also...
Donna was pregnant! And Cole didn't know if the baby was his or Jonathan's! Then again, Donna knew. And she had to break the news to both Jonathan and Cole. Cole didn't take it so well:
And all that was left of Donna's world came crashing down as Cole decided that he could not stand the sight of her anymore.
So Donna moved out into her own small place and finished her pregnancy alone. She sold the big, beautiful beach house, and Cole went on his own separate way, away from her. Not long after, Donna gave birth to not one, but TWO beautiful twin boys. She named them Brendan:
When Keyshia found out that Jonathan had fathered Donna's twins... she was devastated. She had taken a lot from him, what with Jinny Wright, Amanda Cantrell, and then Donna. But him being the father of her own sister's young children... Keyshia just could not stand it. She realized then and there that Jonathan would never be all hers. She knew who she had married, but she had loved him all the same and believed everything would be okay. But this was the last straw. Keyshia packed her bags and Tori's bags and left. And in what was either fate or coincidence, she found an unquestioning, sympathetic shoulder in her lifelong friend Jerry Barnswell. His wife, the infamous photographer Shanna Sim, had mysteriously disappeared from the backyard months ago:
Jerry, left alone with two children, was still grieving the loss of his wife, and Keyshia had always been there for him. So when she showed up one night, teary-eyed with three briefcases and her daughter, he was very sympathetic and welcomed her and Tori into his home.
She had been there for a little over a week when Jonathan showed up late one night, wanting to see her. What on Earth could he possibly have to say to her??? deep down inside, she was hoping he had come to apologize and tell her how much he missed her and Tori and would beg for forgiveness... but much to her surprise, he came to talk abut Donna. Donna
. Just the name made her blue with rage. Her own sister... this was low. There could be nothing lower. So when Jonathan was saying that he felt that he should be with his young sons, Keyshia exploded. "Just GO, Jonathan."
And with that... their marriage was over. Tori, overhearing the argument, was devastated:
She felt sick to her stomach.
Keyshia cried inconsolably for hours afterwards.Jerry was heartbroken for Keyshia, knowing all of what she'd been through in her life. From living in that one-room house with Donna and Cole for all those years, to pulling herself up by the bootstraps from a ghetto young child to a seasoned, successful lawyer, to becoming a plantsim... and now this. His heart ached for Keyshia. In all sorts of ways. And that night, hers ached too. They consummated their brand new relationship that very same night:
Tori, again a witness to unfortunate events, was sick to her stomach for an entire week.
In the following days, Keyshia would experience regret, sadness, and grief for the loss of what she had with Jonathan. She really did miss him and she really had loved him.
But he could never be what she needed. And Jerry was his exact opposite: someone who loved her completely.
In time, she would be happy with Jerry:
And she would love him with her whole
heart, even more than she loved Jonathan:
And Tori would get along fine with Jerry, Jr.:
And with Sarah:
And they'd be one big happy family, in time.
As for Jonathan and Donna... they've got their hands full enough for now:
TO BE CONTINUED...
JENAH!!!!! Just in time for Halloween! This show sucks ass. I didn't even do a rankings thing for last week, oops. But today was just the recap episode, so there was nothing missed. Except Jenah so got the winner's edit and this show officially sucks ass.
Nothing much going on around these parts. I'm considering joining NaNoWriMo. Meh. I don't know. :-( It's like have zero confidence to do anything these days. I'm defeated before I even start. :-( It's just really time for me to get my booty on a figurative roll and do SOMETHING. This emptiness and aimlessness and anxiousness and restlessness... it's a horrible way to be.
Thank god, I have Friday off work! So tomorrow is my last day, woo-hoo! I'm gonna be busy this weekend anyway: putting away my summer clothes and bringing out the winter stuff. Will also be going back to Office Depot for yet anther keyboard and mouse, ugh. :-( This one is just too horrible. :-( $40 down the tube. :-( It's a dumb Ativa set, and I think that's actually the Office Depot generic brand. :-\ Blah. It sucks. Wish I could get my money back or something. :-(
Oh well. I should go now. Happy Halloween!
Ahhh, that was a good debate. Okay, not really, but I love all these debates! And to think, just a year ago I would be bored stiff with 15 minutes of this! Now I've sat through about ten 2-3 hour debates just in the last few months, heh.
Anyway, the others started out being ruthless with Hillary, especially when they brought up her disastrous Kyl-Lieberman vote. She was angry as heck for a while! and they were relentless! She tried to spin that as a vote for diplomacy so hard, but all of them turned that right back into what it was: saber-rattling and a possible back-door pass for Bush to launch an attack on Iran. And then Edwards hit her up on that whole "going into 'general election' mode" thing, ha! Good on Edwards! But then Richardson, who's actually running for V.P. thought the others were being too hard on Clinton and were mounting personal attacks, booooo. He sucks. :-p So then they laid off Hilary (for a while) and Biden got the opportunity to rip Giuliani to SHREDS!! HA! I know this will hit the YouTubes soon because Biden was GREAT!
And they asked Kucinich about the UFO, heh. And Kucinich, being the only honest person on stage, said, yep he did indeed see a UFO and that Jimmy Carter also still maintains that he saw one and that more American people have seen one than approve of George Bush, ha! Go 'head Kucinich! I ain't mad at ya! UFOs aren't any more bizarre than the existence of a God and are in fact, more plausible. Plenty of people have actually seen UFOs. Yet nobody has ever seen God, so... And just recently, some other former military employee who was at Roswell, on his deathbed (like many others), after years of documented denials, on his deathbed said that Roswell did happen, that there was a spacecraft recovered and there were bodies recovered and they weren't human; and that was a secret he did not want to take to his grave. So I ain't mad at Kucinich. I applaud his honesty in the face of ridicule.
Winners: Biden- he talked facts, he was direct, and he ripped on Giuliani. Dodd- he talked straight, he took on Hillary headfirst when she literally flip-flopped on an issue within 1 minute during the debate. Edwards: He challenged Hillary at every turn.
Losers: Obama- he stuttered a lot and was generally unremarkable, bland, and missed a few easy openings. Richardson- he got called out for lying and overstating his qualifications; he looked cantankerous, was unimpressive. Gravel- he wasn't there! GRRR!!!!
So-So: Hillary, she generally took the many hits, but not all that well. Her positions all tend to suck also. Kucinich: Was not as good as he usually is, although he hit a few home-runs early on and was the first to garner any kind of applause from the audience for demanding impeachment. He looked tired or sick, and had some trouble hearing.
Meh. I'm sick tonight. Think I'm getting a cold with this crazy weather. One day it's freezing, the next day it's 70, blah. And this keyboard is getting on my damned nerves. I'm this close to buying yet another keyboard, grrr...
Somehow I ended up on YouTube watching Mike Gravel's greatest hits, ha. I love this angry grandpa! He's angry, but he speaks the damned truth!
"I'm Ashamed of You, Hillary!" (Featuring Hillary cackling in response.)
"Hillary Clinton IS Propaganda!"
"Hiding Under a Rock for 10 Years!"
"None of these people on the stage with me have moral judgment!"
"One of them standing here co-authored it! (lookin' at you, Edwards, d'oh). It's the Democrats' war also!"
"I Don't Care About the Republicans!"
Mike Gravel: Rock. Hehe:
Mike Gravel explains the Rock video:
Mike Gravel '08! Man, the more I hear the second and third tier, the less I like the frontrunners. Sucks that we're stuck with Clinton and Obama.
Originally posted at my private blog and on my last.fm journal in March 2007.
Fergie. Also known as the Ugliest Contemporary Poptart by most people. "Methface" and "Butterface" are common nicknames for Fergie. How awful.
Exhibit A: Fergie 2006
You look at her right now and you just KNOW she's had a lot of awful plastic surgery. And then when you look at the few rare images from her Wild Orchid days... you still KNOW she has had plastic surgery since because she was all kinds of gorgeous back then. Fergie herself has denied ever having plastic surgery and most people laugh and say she's lying. But hmm... I'm starting to have my doubts. I think Fergie may be telling the truth that she's never had any plastic surgery-- as in she's never been under the knife, at least.
For one, many people point to her boobs as being fake-- and I know those are real-- she's ALWAYS had those and they're not hard tennis balls like Aguilera's or anything. If you look at her Wild Orchid days, then you look at her now and you'd think she had a breast reduction if anything, lol. And they actually fit her frame-- Fergie still isn't a thin woman despite being "up in the gym just workin' on her fitness" every day. And when she was at her most radiant-- circa 1997 Wild Orchid
-- she was pretty darn plump. Fergie is probably a genetically fat woman who exercises a lot and eats right. And when she was rail thin circa 2001 Wild Orchid's Fire
--- she was on the meth. The big boobs are normal on her frame. So Fergie's boobs are definitely real.
And then there was this seemingly tell-tale composition of shots proving she's had MULTIPLE plastic surgeries through the years, but let's analyze that. (This is a thumbnail-- click for details and Keep this one open since this is the main reference point for this whole entry!)
Exhibit B: Gossip Magazine
Okay,why is shot 1 even there? She's barely even 10 there. :-p Of course she looks different! 1998... I'm willing to bet isn't even a shot from 1998. 1998 was Wild Orchid's Oxygen-- and tell me why I'm looking at the BACK of that CD cover right now and she looks more like 2006 Fergie than 1997 Wild Orchid's Fergie?
Exhibit C: 1998 Fergie, Wild Orchid's Oxygen album insert, scanned by me!
In fact, 1998 doesn't even look like Fergie--past Fergies or present Fergies. While the girls were all naturally beautiful... Fergie was the lead singer. And that Renee (the brunette) is just hot-hot-HOT. :-p And Fergie's always had these coarse, thick features (which I think are just fine!). And one didn't even need to look too hard to tell all the enhancing and blurred, gauzed effects of those 1997 Wild Orchid videos and photo shoots. I'm afraid back then, to pull her out as the beautiful, vivacious blonde... our Fergie got Gaussian Blurred to death back in 1996/1997! The 1998 Oxygen Fergie looks a lot more more natural, they laid off the blur and softening tools. Her features are thick and coarse here, and she looks much like she looks now--- only 10 years younger. Either way, her nose looks smaller in that "1998" magazine photo than it does in the 1999 magazine photo. Does that make any sense if she'd been chopping at it? And let's not forget, 2006's Fergie still does NOT have a tiny nose-- when she's not being photoshopped on a photo shoot or an album cover. In fact, she's got quite a honker there still:
Exhibit D: Fergie 2007, on the "Glamorous" set:
Now let's see... the 1999 photo is obviously just a bad picture. For one, it's taken from an "above" angle and she's looking down, so you can indeed see the hugeness of her nose, lol. And yeah, she's got bags under her eyes (still exaggerated from the unflattering angle). So what, we all get them. :-p And then they're still there now either way. if you were getting all this face surgery, why not do something with the puffy eyelids?
Exhibit E: Fergie 2005, unphotoshopped
Now Fergie 2001 is a total different beast altogether. She was on the meth then. You didn't even recognize her on the cover of the Fire album.
Exhibit F: Fergie 2001, cover of Wild Orchid's unreleased album Fire
She was rail-thin, first of all. And then she had that awful hairdo with those god-awful bangs so you never really could even see her face during this period. Quite frankly, then she looked nothing like 1997's Fergie NOR 2007's Fergie. After the tanking of Oxygen and the unreleased-ness of this album AND a meth addiction-- quite frankly, she couldn't afford any plastic surgery! (As Fergie herself has stated in an interview: By the time Wild Orchid began working on a never-released third album, Fire, Fergie's drug use had started to take over her life. ''I spent all my childhood actor money,'' she says, ''and I had collection agents after me because I built up credit card debt.'') As for the magazine's claim of having collagen in her lips-- again, I beg you, look at the Oxygen cover (Exhibit C). Fergie's always had those lips that look like they're going to burst, lol. Looking at Exhibit D again, I'd say if she's done anything to her lips, she's had a reduction-- and that's not what's even being argued. I don't really believe she's had a reduction anyway-- what you're wearing on your lips plays a HUGE role in how they look. With little or no color, they're going to be downplayed. With vivacious color and excessive gloss, they're going to pop off your face. And look how glossed they are in the 2001 photo! Her skin also got darker-- it's obvious she's baking herself at this point too. That's going to fuck up her skin-- and consequently will alter the way her face looks.
Now that picture of 2003 Fergie looks like 2007 Fergie, no? She's off the meth. She's up in the gym just workin' on her fitness. As for the nose, that's been discussed already. The 2004 nose looks smaller than the 2007 nose, so again, it's angling, hair in the face, and makeup. Now the eyebrows... have always looked odd. They're not too different from the eyebrows in the 1998 photo, really. They look higher, but look what she's done in that time-- she got an eyebrow ring. That's giving the illusion of more space, not to mention she's overplucked and tweezed like many other women. But yeah, 2001 was a different beast altogether (and the bangs didn't help). But the eyebrows just really aren't much different in the 1998 photo. :-\ She hasn't done anything to those other than the piercing and the over-plucking.
And as you can see, the chin cleft has ALWAYS been there too, lol.
So yep, I think Fergie's being honest when she says she hasn't had any plastic surgery. Of course the meth addiction took a toll on her past radiance and aged her a bit. And the fact that she obviously over-bakes herself in the tanning booth has given her a ruddy complexion and tight, dry skin. Otherwise... I don't think she's a plastic surgery victim. She's always had those harsh features. I think she's just aged (it has been ten years and we didn't see her a lot before 2003/2004 Black Eyed Peas to even make a suitable comparison), and the tanning and the meth took a toll on her. And maybe she's even in the gym just workin' on her fitness a little too much because that can make a woman's features look harder too, I guess.
I dunno, she was unquestionably beautiful to me back in 1997-- but she's always been kinda odd-looking in retrospect. Nowadays... I don't jump on the "butterface" bandwagon because I really like this girl-- I think she's a good person essentially. Sometimes she looks good to me and sometimes I go "Yikes!" :-p I dunno. She's just Fergie, I guess. Take her or leave her. She's infinitely interesting though, I could look at her pictures and even analyze her album forever. :-p She's actually quite a mystery in several ways and I love a good mystery! :-D
I think I'm finally going to start using my nifty little livejournal here. I will probably end up cross-posting from my personal blog to this one. Not everything, just stuff I wouldn't mind random folks reading.
Toodles for now.