Round Three - The King, Clarke & Middleton Families

The King Family

Hi, it's me again, Eliza King. Well, with Elijah off to University, Hepzibah began to craze me to let her get a kitten. I eventually caved in, and adopted little Beelzebub for her. I'm worried though, as like all pleasure seekers, Hepz's attention span for most things is very short lived. I have a funny feeling she'll soon grow tired of her new pet.

I have to admit though, he's a little cutie, and Hepz adores him. Let's hope she feels the same way whilst cleaning out the litter tray.

Well, he soon grew up, as all things do, although I was expecting a ginger Tom. His new look was a complete surprise to both me and Hepz.

I keep up with goings on in the neighbourhood, and compared to some of the achievements of other residents, including Elijah, who's earned $100,000, my prize might seem rather paltry. It's not just the money though, it's the satisfaction of knowing I make a difference to the old sims' lives. I might join them in a few years, and I always remember that 'what goes around, comes around'. There's no way I'd ever want to be stuck waiting for a bedpan!

It turns out that either Hepz or Beelzebub is a genius, because that cat can now speak, stay and loads of other things. Hepz thinks she can get him to use our toilet eventually, although i don't think I'll live to see the day. It's just a hairbrained scheme to get out of changing the litter if you ask me. That girl, sometimes I wonder what goes on in that head of hers.

I was eventually promoted, and I now get to ride in the ambulance occassionally. Cleve is the driver, and we hit it off straight away. At my time of life it's all about companionship, and dignity, and I think Larry feels the same. Unlike my friend Esther who seems to have gone completely mad; she has no dignity or scruples when it comes to relationships, but that's another story. I'm not one to spread gossip, but the goings on over at her place are scandalous. I shall not be jumping into bed with Larry at the first opportunity, but I do like him. So I won't be introducing him to Esther either.

He follows me home from work alot now, and we even shared a first kiss recently. Although it's hard to feel romantic dressed in your work greens.

Winter's hit hard, and Hepz uses snow days to train Beelzebub. I wish she'd use it to gain scholarships, although her devotion to that cat has surprised me. It just goes to prove that even an old girl like me can be wrong when it comes to being a judge of character.

And she's good when it comes to work. Never misses a day, and loves spending time tinkering with speakers and decks at the local coffee shop.

Ironically, it's Beelzebub who's contributing the most financially to the household. The world's gone mad. Since when can a pet earn more than a teenager and elder combined?

I decide to take financial matters in hand! Who wants to earn less than a cat I ask you? My grandson made a fortune crafting Servo's; and if it's good enough for him, it's good enough for me! I have to take alot of breaks though, as the work is really tough.

It's amazing, but with the three of us working, we manage to pay builder's to commence construction on the Family mansion. Elijah's due home tomorrow, and we're hoping to suprise him. Life's getting better, and Hepzibah is now happy to leave for University knowing I'll be looked after. I've told her to seriously consider her options at the end of year 2; does my grandaughter really want to remain a selfish pleasure seeker all her life? Then again, as the saying goes, 'you don't know what you've got till it's gone,' and the alternative could be far worse! Till next time, Eliza signing off.

The Clarke Family

OK, this is Mickey with a quick update, which should have been included before the University, but it completely slipped my mind, and had to be postponed until now. Not that it's very interesting, with just the two of us here.

I got to the top of the teen business career. Not my idea of a dream job, but it was the best available. I'm not sure if I'll continue with being a pleasure seeker once I hit the end of my second year at University. I don't know if it's really me. I never want to jump on the couch, or juggle bottles. I'm way to serious, and consider it childish. I'm much more into art and studying.

I made a really cool deal on some coins I sold, and bought loads more art supplies. As you can see, Elliot also has painting talent.

Now is not the time for him to be painting though. With $5,000 in scholarships, now's the time for him to head off to Uni. I know he's planning on asking Meadow to join him on campus. It's no big surprise, I mean they're practically joined at the hip already.

I'm not doing so bad myself, but someone has to hold the fort till Dorian comes home. As I'm the youngest I nominated myself; I mean if Elliot waits to go for much longer he'll be too old.

"No Elliot, it's not a self portrait, so you can stop your snickering. Anyway, I don't have a moustache, so why'd you think it was me? You'll laugh the other side of your face when you see what this baby sells for, just you wait and see!"

"$554, told ya!"
And that ends the week really. I now paint masterpiece's, and Elliot has finally gone. It's not at all lonely, it's peaceful for once. Gives me time for my art!

The Middleton Family

Hi again, it's Esther here, well it would be, I'm the only one left her unless you count the dog. Things have improved a little since last week; I no longer have to keep righting my kicked over trash can since Ron and I are now friends again.

Really good friends if you get my drift!

Oh well, that didn't last long! Ron caught me cheating yet again, so I've resigned myself to having no newspaper and probably roaches. The man is a little too obsessive if you ask me. He walks by my house whether we're friends or not.

Thanks for calling by Ron, sorry I was out!

Utah grew up, and became a Collie. Although having a dog on the premises didn't deter burglars, as I found out to my cost.

After casing the house, Amin Bear decides there's nothing worth stealing. I was in two minds whether to call the police, as I thought he might be leaving. And then I remembered ... Oh my, the car! He's going to steal the car!

Yep, the car's gone. I'd be worried, but I hardly use it any more. I mean I can't go downtown without Ron attacking me, so it just sits, I mean sat, on the drive for the most part.

The police apprehend the burglar, but don't give me back the car. I don't understand it. Look Officer it's in his swag bag, I saw him put it in there just moments ago. No joy, apparently it's now evidence. At least I got a little from the insurance money.

Suddenly I miss that car. So much so that I forget to chat up the nice young Officer for future date potential. That would have made the experience bearable, at least.

All in all I've enjoyed my time without the grandkids, although I'll welcome them home with open arms next time. In the meantime, I'll continue having fun. With a collegue from work .....

..... and a nice young man I met at Red's Diner .....

..... oops, I've even forgotten this one's name, how awful of me .....

..... and a lovely blonde called Dorian! Oh well, have to get a move on, Goopy's coming over for dinner, see you next time!