Wasted Weekend

The first weekend after coming back to school turned out to be a three day weekend due to Martin Luther King Jr. Day. After a week full of homework assignments, the efficient scholar would have, of course, set out to do it all Friday and Saturday in order to have Sunday and Monday to enjoy at their leisure.
Not me. Felicia and I literally followed this schedule all three days:

10:00 am Wake up
Play Sims
12:00 pm Eat dinner in Student Center
1:00 Play Sims
5:00 Eat Supper
6:00 Play Sims
6:00 am Go to bed

(Notice the grueling 12 hours of strain on our finger ligaments due to the overload of mouse clicking. That's the mark of determination.)

For those of you who have never played, The Sims is a great game if you've ever dreamed of taking over the universe, or at least a small town. The actual idea is to get a job, get promotions, and build yourself up. You have to gain points in various areas of your personality as well as make friendships, in order to achieve greatness. With the discovery of the cheat code to give you unlimited funds, there is really no point in us following that route. Instead, we had fun making homosexual couples make out and sticking people into boxes with only a chair (which we eventually removed) and seeing how long they would survive. As far as the sexual mischief, it was greatly increased when Felicia discovered a download which allowed for much more "intimate relations." For the characters we actually planned on caring about, we created ourselves and our friends. I'm working on making a miniature Hogwarts. Of course, if I had the "Makin' Magic" expansion pack, that would be much easier.
Of course, we didn't spend the whole weekend drooling and staring at the screen. We also stapled, punctured, glued, and set ablaze everything we could get our hands on without getting up (including my towel, which I'm not too happy about). I actually have a burn on my hand because I lit a piece of masking tape on fire and when I hurriedly blew it out, it got me. I had the gluey stuff on my finger for awhile.
Speaking of masking tape...I was taping everything. I covered my computer, my desk drawer, my head, Stacy's wrist, and, eventually, the roll of tape, with tape. That last one was an attempt to keep me from wasting further resources. At one point before that, I was kicked out of my computer chair and took to writing out "Expecto Patronum!" on the side of my bed.
And after all that, I actually managed to get my homework done for my classes today!