Chapter Three- The Geriatric Brigade

*Sigh* Another day. A few things have happened to me since I last checked in. 

 I read in the paper that Brittney Ursine had yet ANOTHER baby! Geez, what is she trying to be? The next Octo-mom?

 I got a job.

 And.... quit. When I won the "Motherlode Lottery". So now I'm rich. Hehehe....

 Met this weird dude. Seriously? A cheetah print guitar. That's cute.

 Her friend had just died. I mean, sure, be sad and all... but can't you do it in private so I don't have to listen to your sniveling? It's annoying...

 Hahahahaha. This is Brittney Ursine's husband! He looks like a gorilla. I think his name was Jasper. I guess even the beauty-challenged people deserve some love. Hopefully his kids look nothing like him.

I've had something really big happen to... I've started seeing someone. No, it isn't Rocco. It turns out that he is in a relationship. With another man. So I don't think I'm quite his type. Maybe we can just be shopping partners instead.

 No. It wasn't this guy. *giggles* Had you scared, didn't I?

 Nope...Not him either.

 Yep, it's this guy. Recognize him? Ethan Bunch. We went on a few dates before we really started anything, but then tragedy struck... at least for me.

 He got old! He came over one day, and I was so upset...I wasn't really sure what to do. I wanted to get to know him better to see if I should stay with him. I found out that there are 57,890 reasons to keep dating him, and it's all in cash...

So rubbing out the pain in his shoulders and neck from his over-night arthritis is worth some of my time.

 "Ethan... I think it's time to take our relationship a little bit further.
        "What do you mean, Joanie?"
"Let me show you..." *leans in slowly*

 *Smooch*

 "Wow, Joanie... that was amazing. I wasn't sure how you would feel since I've gotten older."
          "It just means that you've gained some experience. But if you want to look younger, you totally could change your clothes, dye you hair... find some life fruit..."
"I'm just glad you like me the way I am."

 "I guess I can still get these youngins..." *Suave look to the side*

 *sigh* "Oh, yes... we just love older men."

 "I'm really starting to like you, Joanie..."

 "I'm thinking we should take things one step further..."

 "Ethan, I'm not really sure about this... Do you really want to?"
            "If you're not sure, then we can do this later."
"Oh yeah, later totally works for me..."

 He wound up spending the night, and thanked me for being honest with him. *Barf...* I can't believe he thinks someone like me could ever actually like him. He's so full of himself...

When he left, I decided that since I won the "Motherlode Lottery", I would redecorate the place.

 I started with the kitchen. I don't cook much, but I plan on having a party soon and I didn't want it to look like I didn't know how to cook.

I did the bathroom as well, but I'm probably gonna wind up changing it. I don't like the plain colors, but the bathroom isn't too important, in my opinion.

I'm in love with the living room. I didn't change any of the furniture, just the colors. Added a few curtains, a lamp or two, and viola! Instant living room makeover.

(To see the original pictures of the house, please see chapter one.)

Well, that's all that happened to me in the past week. I'm kinda hoping that this "thing" with Ethan doesn't last too long... He's nice and rich and everything, but some things just aren't meant to be forever. Wish Rocco played for my team...

Chapter Two- Looking up?

 So yesterday sucked... All I met were old people and fat, pregnant women. I'm starting to wonder if this is the place for me after all. I'm probably gonna have to get a job soon... I have 200 dollars left after buying that painting on the wall behind me. It fit the decor, and the wall doesn't look so bare anymore. This black and white is starting to fit my mood...

 I know, call me ridiculous. But I heard that Brittney Ursine had her baby at like... 3 am last night. See? I'm right. The baby was JUST born and already she's having to sacrifice sleep. Glad I don't have any kids.

 Oh goodness! Here I am, minding my own business while looking inside Brittney Ursine's window... and what do I see? She's letting her baby sleep on the floor! Maybe I should call Social Services and have them take that poor child away. I'd only be doing Brittney a HUGE favor.

 Well, enough of that... I'm heading to the gym. There's always hot guys at the gym!

Ugh, I should've expected this. Nothing but an old couple. Think it's Marty and Justine something-or-other...

 And upstairs is their overweight son, Alexis. Really, Alexis? For a boy's name? Come on! I mean, yeah, it's the 21st century. But it doesn't mean that you can just name your kids whatever you want. Geez...

 Hey! This stupid machine was covered in...oil. Yes, oil. I'm very in shape, and I'd NEVER slip on my own! The nerve of some people...

 What are those green things coming from my body? What did you say, River? I smell? Well you can't dress in coordinating colors! I do not smell. Real women, like me, don't sweat or smell. We glisten at the most. Hmph...

 Oh.My. Goodness. I feel like Heaven just threw me a miracle. Mmmmmm...... Maybe I'll just slink over here and introduce myself...

"Hello. My name is Joanie. Joanie Clavell... And you are?"
           "Rocco Wolff. I'd love to stay and chat, but I've really got to go."
"Oh... see you around then."

 And just like that, he was gone. *Swoon*

 After recovering myself, I decided to have a nice energy juice drink... and wonder about this guy, Rocco. Such a sexy name, don't you think?

 It's getting a little late, and my fridge is getting empty. Someone like me shouldn't have to eat cereal all the time.

 Ugh, look who's here... Brittney Ursine. Still in her maternity clothes, I see. Silly woman, does she WANT everyone to know she's had a kid? I bet she's trying to hide all of her stretch marks too.

 After I get home, I search the phone book for a certain number... and what do you know, Rocco just happens to answer the phone!

 "Oh, Rocco! This is your phone number! Silly me! I meant to call... someone else! Well anyway, how are you?"
         "I'm actually not able to talk. Try calling back in about an hour."
"Have a nice night, then..."

This is going to be more difficult than I thought. *Sigh* I'm going to bed...

I'm kinda starting to feel lonely. The one person I've met that is remotely interesting is always busy... I wonder if he's single? Guess I'll find out.

Joanie Clavell- The Beginning

My name is Joanie. Joanie Clavell. Since you're so interested in learning about my life, I suppose I'll give you a little information about myself. I don't eat meat. Ever. It's disgusting, eating dead animals like that. Being a vegetarian, many people think I'm a snob and stuck up, but what do they know? I'm a huge party animal, but I try not to spend too much money for party frivolities. I just bat my eyes and mooch the money off of others. Hahaha... I currently don't have a job, but when I do, I'm gonna schmooze my way up that ladder, and take over the company. Either that, or I'll just marry into money and kill off my spouse...

(Vegetarian, Snob, Party Animal, Mooch, Schmoozer)

So here I am...Sunset Valley. It's nice enough, I guess. Small one bedroom, small one bathroom... living room isn't so bad, but it needs some color. Apparently the person who lived here before me had a thing for black and white. I'll fix that sooner or later.

 The bedroom is bare, though at least they had the decency to leave me a mirror...

What?! No car? You mean.... I have to ride a bike? Or take a taxi?! Who do you think I am? Ugh, this is NOT turning out how I wanted it to...

I need to get out of the house. I suppose I'll go see if there's a pool somewhere around here. I love to swim, it keeps me in shape, and hot guys love to check me out while I'm working on my tan. I haven't met anyone yet, but I'm sure this town is just full of young people like me!

Ahhh... the pool.

Hold up... What is a pregnant woman doing here? No one wants to see her baby bump. Ugh, children. Why would anyone want to have them? Guess I should introduce myself....

Apparently, her name is Brittney Ursine. Well, at least her name matches her wardrobe, hideous. I try to talk her out of keeping her baby, and giving it to some old couple to raise so she could live a real life until it's at least out of diapers, but she didn't think much of my idea.

I asked her what she would do about money, but she didn't feel the need to explain things to me. Well, the heck with her too. She can have fun raising some snot-nosed children. I hope she has triplets.

I decided I'd had enough at the pool, but I wasn't done soaking up some rays. Maybe the beach would have some more friendly people.

 When I got to the beach, I met some old, frumpy woman. I don't remember her name. I was nice enough, though. I tried telling her all about my day, but she didn't seem to interested. I looked around me, and groaned. What was with all the old people at the beach?!

What is this, Florida? I moved here for some fun, not to be around retired people all the time. *Sigh* I'm going home.


Ahh... ice cream always makes me feel better.

Hellooooooo, gorgeous! Geez I hope tomorrow is better... no more pregnant women, or old people for me, thanks.

Hey guys! I hope you liked the first chapter of my legacy. Just wanted to add that I'm nothing like my sim. Lol. I eat meat, and I love kids. =]

Please leave comments, I'd love to see how I can improve my writing!