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The Winner's CircleAs you can gather from the title, we've crossed the wire and come up triumphant in our little challenge here. Before we head for the Winner's Circle for that last day, I just want explain the slight delay on this chapter. We had a bit of tragedy here with one of our kitties, Thud. He was a sick kitteh but had been doing better of late. Sadly, not long after I posted the

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The Home StretchHere we are in Week 7, coming round the far turn and heading into the stretch run. It's been a long race, but the wire is in sight. We've just got to turn on that burst of speed and try to avoid stumbling in the last few furlongs.This may be easier said than done, as some residents are having problems just making it from day to day, while others are concerned they'll never be

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Getting Close to FinalAs the weekend rolls around, things are starting to get back to normal in the Wainwright Asylum for the Slightly Deranged.Really, they are. Stink is normal here.Since it's the weekend, and (with luck) the last weekend Lizbet will be staying in the Asylum as a patient, I decided to let her live it up and invite a bunch of her friends over.*facepalm* Yes Taylor, I think

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Not Quite FinalAfter Lizbet's little fiasco with the chance card, things started really going downhill at the Asylum. There was stuff breaking all over the place.And burning. This was Parson's first turkey. I'm sorry Parson, but I think that no matter how much you basted it, it's going to be a little dry.Speaking of burning, I completely missed this happening. We were having a massive

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The Final PushIt's week 6. Time for the last push. Lizbet is at career level 9, the College Dean of Students, and her escape from the Wainwright Asylum is so close she can nearly taste it. She just needs to do some heavy studying on a few more skills and chat a couple folks up from acquaintance level to "friend".First, though, she needs to fix all the crap her asylum-mates broke last

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Finally, No CatastropheParson and Dr. Phyllo would like to welcome you back to the Wainwright Asylum for the Slightly Deranged. It's Week 5, so shall we jump right in and see how our little inmates patients are doing?It's winter, but sadly this was the only snow they got. They've been through two winters now, and they've had maybe a day and half of actual snow on the ground. Dang global warming.

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Moar Fire, Moar CatastropheAnd we're back, gearing up to wrap up the week and head into the weekend. Considering Parson just got lucky last chapter, why is he whipping out Dr. Phyllo?That would be because Marie was having some cooking issues Thursday morning.And you know that if there's a fire in the house, the one person guaranteed to have an issue with the fire is going to come running.Another

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Lovin' and Hatin' the Pending CatastropheWe greet the start of Week 4 with a promotion for Lizbet. As you may recall, Week 3 ended rather poorly for her, and with her mood and aspiration bottomed out I was rather concerned about her getting her next promotion. But Lizbet came through with flying colours, waltzing home Monday with a promotion and the need for more friends and more skills to make

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Oh, There's Some CatastropheAnd we're back Live at the Asylum, ready for the weekend. But with their sanity starting to fray around the edges, the residents probably aren't quite as ready as we are, since things always seem to go to hell in a handbasket during the weekend.And indeed, after three weeks our Pleasure sim isn't finding a lot of pleasure in the Asylum. I haven't seen Raul pull out the

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Hmm... No Catastrophe HereWeek Three is here for the residents of Middlington's Wainwright Asylum for the Slightly Deranged. Are they any closer to release?Indeed, from outside apperances, things appear to have been going smoothly. But as we stop by later in the week and catch Lizbet heading off to work, lets look inside and see what's really going on in the asylum.The madness starts early in

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Did Someone Mention Catastrophe?Hey Parson, we're here for the second half of... er... maybe now's not a good time...As time in the Asylum winds on, the minds of some become more fragile. Like with poor Parson here, who just can't seem to get it together. But we're getting a bit ahead of ourselves.Let's pick up where we left off, sometime in the middle of week two.Lynn, stopping by the Asylum

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Another Week, Another CatastropheWelcome back yet again to the Wainwright Asylum. The residents are happy to see you. As this challenge goes on, it won't be long before they'll be happy to see anyone who doesn't live there.But before we take a look see to find out what week 2 brought about, let's stop in and visit someone...who's a little confused as to why everyone thinks she's the hussy

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Modest and SupportiveWelcome back to the Wainwright Asylum. The nutjobs patients here have been finding ways to pass the time while waiting for resident controllable sim Lizbet to rise to the title of Education Minister. Hopefully it won't be a long wait.Despite being given (or maybe because they were given) a comfortable, casual wardrobe for every day wear, most residents seem to prefer

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Welcome to the AsylumAh, you're back. Good, the victims er patients are getting antsy waiting out here for me to finish taking pictures and turn free will back on. Controllable sim Lizbet has been extremely gesticulative about her impatience for me to get my act together and get things started.That or she's not happy that I have her standing here like a bump on a log while a hailstorm is raging

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Free-roaming simselves aside, Middlington was intended to be a hood where I could play out some smaller challenges and test a couple I've been working on. And as my very first challenge for Middlington, I decided to go for one that tends to keep simmers on their toes...Welcome to the Asylum (you crazy person you)Middlington's Wainwright Memorial Asylum for the Slightly Deranged was built nearly

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Middlington IndexLatest Update: Asylum - Chapter 14This is the table of contents for posts from my challenge hood, Middlington, and for links to other things Middlington related.Middling (mid-dling) - 'mid -lən1: of middle, medium, or moderate size, degree, or quality2: mediocre second-rate3: of, relating to, or being a middle classthanks to Merriam Webster Online for that definitionWelcome to

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Welcome to MiddlingtonMiddling (mid-dling) - 'mid -lən1: of middle, medium, or moderate size, degree, or quality2: mediocre second-rate3: of, relating to, or being a middle classthanks to Merriam Webster Online for that definitionWelcome to Middlington, a quiet little 'hood I cooked up with the intention of using it for some smaller challenges. I'd just gotten my new laptop up and running and

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Take a little turn on the Catwalk"What the... wasn't I just in the middle of attending my female sibling's nuptials?"Yeah, you were, but something *cough*leatherpants*cough* came up and this was a nice little mental diversion for me from finishing the wedding. We need you to model some clothes for us."I thought I wasn't speaking to you, much less about to don any apparel you pick out for me.

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Empty Musings: Spencer, first entryGet the full Musings experience here. This is just a test post.I'm not sure why I'm doing this. I mean, I'm not some girl to be like babbling all about my first kiss and the guy I'm crushing on in some diary. But for some reason this book looked so empty and was just begging for me to jot my thoughts down in it. I don't even know where it came from. Dad

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The Floyds AlbumWay back before University came out, I started a population explosion family named The Floyds. The trashy set from MTS2 inspired me to make them a trailer trash family, complete with badly butchered accent. I started writing about them, planning on uploading the story to the exchange, but it was never meant to be. University came out when I was about halfway through (at 11 kids)

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There are always two..."I hope you have some explanation for this affront. I was studying with the other lesser mortals in the den."*pause*"Woman, do you hear me? I have my first final in the morning."*long silence**almost worried tone* "Keth?"Ahem. . . er. . . sorry. . . I was distracted. It's probably a good thing I wasn't running late and had to wake you up. You only wear those flannel sleep

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6C and 6D were originally one chapter, but I decided that they were too long together and worked better as seperate chapters. Of course, most of the Legacy stories on the BBS have more pictures, but I think I yak more per screenshot. *grin* I almost had this ready to upload on Tuesday, but I was lured away by my pretty sock yarn and the Call of the Knitting (kinda like the Call of Wild, but more

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Yeah, I know I said I'd have comments about Chapter 6c of Texas' legacy (3 Dates for Brother Cleveland) here and I know that picture up there certainly doesn't like the sims, but I'll get to Cleveland's bad luck in a moment. First let me say thanks to everyone for reading this little creation of mine and I'm sorry that I'm slow with getting back on comments and such. Work's had me busier

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Hey, this time it's a test post from PBucket (woot!)Yea, another test post with the Seraphina shawl I made Dixie for Christmas.  It's bulky Wool-Ease in gray and dark red (charcoal and claret, I think)   You're not seeing things either; it's frickin' huge.  It's wider than my wing span and that tassel falls below my knees.  Kindly ignore the dying african violets, the drum, and my fat ass.I *

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Another Test Post. Oy!Yes, this is the 3rd test post as I try out some publishing methods as well as picture posting options.Suck it up and deal.   Ya yah... click it to pop

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Another Test Post. Oy!Yes, this is just another test post as I try out some publishing methods as well as picture posting options.Deal. Clicking it should spawn a bigger image. (pops, duh)

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Another Test Post. Oy!Yes, this is just another test post as I try out some publishing methods as well as picture posting options.Deal.Click it to make it bigger (I think)

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This is the beginning of the Bibby TestThis is the end of the bibby testJust testing expandable post summaries. Enjoy the random text generated by Word's =rand() commandThe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.The

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Arrrr. Ta-day be International Talk Like A Pirate Day maties. So be haulin' yer parrot an eyepatch outta mothballs, shine up yer hook, and head o'er to the pub fer a pint o' grog once ye be done makin' yer captin' happy by swabbin the deck (or whatever it is you do at work)International Talk Like a Pirate Day

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The B (a.k.a Bimpy, a.k.a Bibby) would like to welcome anyone who happens to randomly stumble across this blog. It's a bit of a test site while I figure out what all I can do on here (and how to do it). Ignore the mistakes, spelling errors, etc... nothing to see here, move along *shoo* *wave hand* *chuckle* Still here? Ah well... in the meanwhile, enjoy B's peeved glare. She's of the

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