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  <title>Patrick&apos;s Page of Non-Sucking Crap</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 12:11:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Sims 3</title>
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  <description>I got it last night. ^_^ It&apos;s really good. The graphics especially. But the camera function is annoying me (probably because I&apos;m used to my hacked Sims 2 one, though) and the game is quite slow, but that&apos;s most likely to do with my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a couple of pictures. One of my SimSelf&amp;nbsp;(that doesn&apos;t really look like me XD) and the Grim Reaper. Yeah ... the first thing I really did was killed a sim. But that&apos;s because me and my sister wanted it to seem like his wife killed him. [Long Story - short.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Pictures;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Screenshot-6.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Screenshot-4.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 13:49:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I can&apos;t believe I&apos;m gonna do it ...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;M GONNA DELETE ALL MY CC AND START AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, guys; heaven knows I&apos;ll need it. ;_;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 21:32:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Your Life&apos;s Soundtrack</title>
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  <description>This was at BoolProp, posted by Sly, and I thought it was awesome. ^_^ Here&apos;s the one I did... It didn&apos;t turn out very well, as you&apos;ll see. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life&apos;s Soundtrack;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Guilty Pleasure -- Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Purple Rain -- Ruth Lorenzo [X Factor Cover -- &apos;will be on album&apos; apparently]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;All I Want for Christmas is You -- Mariah Carey[o_O Doesn&apos;t fit at all]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;Soldier -- Destiny&apos;s Child [Oh now come on .__.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t Lie -- Black Eyed Peas [If this was above and above was below then yes, it&apos;d work. But not in current standings XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break up song:&lt;br /&gt;Toxic -- Alexandra Burke [X Factor Cover; does not fit -- once again -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Patience -- Take That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Good -- Rachel Hylton [X Factor cover -- again; strangely, I think this one is compatible! =D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Day of School:&lt;br /&gt;Leave (Get Out) -- JoJo [Kind of works]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifes Ok:&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella -- Rihanna [-.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;The Way That I Love You -- Ashanti [-.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Song:&lt;br /&gt;Songbird -- Niki Evans [X Factor cover; doesn&apos;t work]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simming Song:&lt;br /&gt;My Heart Will Go On -- Niki Evans [X Factor cover; doesn&apos;t really work]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Listen -- Alexandra Burke [X Factor cover; would have worked below]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Music -- Rachel Hylton [X Factor cover; would have worked above]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Against All Odds -- Rachel Hylton [X Factor cover; kind of works]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;My Hero -- Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Always Be My Baby -- Mariah Carey [Would have worked above D:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Always -- Ruth Lorenzo [Again, X Factor cover -- seriously, they&apos;re only a fraction of my iPod, so why are they coming up so much on shuffle?! ; I think this song actually works well - yay!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;You Gotta Believe -- Mary J. Blige [Works... kind of]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Singing in the Rain -- Frank Sinatra [This song is so boring -- I have to delete it some day]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 16:45:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Santa! :D</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In July I pulled &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_teh_shrimp&apos; lj:user=&apos;teh_shrimp&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://teh-shrimp.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://teh-shrimp.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;teh_shrimp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s hair &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Friday I set &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_saykendrawithme&apos; lj:user=&apos;saykendrawithme&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://saykendrawithme.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://saykendrawithme.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;saykendrawithme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s puppy on fire &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-66 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In April I pushed &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_shanny_bunny&apos; lj:user=&apos;shanny_bunny&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://shanny-bunny.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://shanny-bunny.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;shanny_bunny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the mud &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-17 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Tuesday I punched &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_xfranziexx&apos; lj:user=&apos;xfranziexx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xfranziexx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xfranziexx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;xfranziexx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the arm &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In February I ate my brussel sprouts &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(1 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-97 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a spanking&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;patrick04&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY, SANTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I&apos;m gonna start making a Christmas theme for my LJ. ^_^</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 17:47:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Song Meme</title>
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  <description>I stole this off &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_xfranziexx&apos; lj:user=&apos;xfranziexx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xfranziexx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xfranziexx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;xfranziexx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you&apos;re interested. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the idea is to put your iPod / MP3 etc. on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs, in the form of a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div text=&quot;My song&quot;&gt;Every night in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Birds flying high you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Ye-ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna make a change&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;ll try!&amp;quot; she said as she walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a soldier&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I just keep on falling&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;Music make you lose control&lt;br /&gt;Nobody stands in between me and my man, it&apos;s me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo check it out I&amp;rsquo;ve got a plan, here&amp;rsquo;s my intention &lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to cause you any sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, don&apos;t phunk with my heart&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talk yourself up&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&apos;s got a point of view&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re way too beautiful, girl&lt;br /&gt;Say my name, say my name&lt;br /&gt;Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, my song. XD&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rachel Hylton -- You Know I&apos;m No Good</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 15:34:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I . . .</title>
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  <description>I just read a book. Noughts and Crosses, to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it with my English class and I read the sequel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have news for you all: THE BOOKS ARE SO DEPRESSING. But they are also fucking fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I NEED THE THIRD.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 19:11:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My New Legacy Signature</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/legacysigcopy.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What d&apos;you think? I, myself, don&apos;t like the rendering... but that&apos;s another story completely. XD&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Raining Men</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 18:41:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Long Awaited Update is Long</title>
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  <description>A Legacy With the Movies -- Chapter 4:&amp;nbsp;Genie from a Lamp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=246749&quot;&gt;http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=246749&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 06:51:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Application Has Crashed</title>
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  <description>Yeeeah, sims crashed on me while I was sorting the pictures for my next update out. ): OH, AND BY THE BY, RACHOUEY, YOU&apos;RE THE PLACEHOLDER. :D And if the update didn&apos;t already have like, 150 - 200 pictures, then maybe, just maybe, you would get some face-time.&amp;nbsp;:P&amp;nbsp;Seriously, it is SO LONG. SO FUCKING LONG. I don&apos;t know how I manage to write this shit. Ah well. I&apos;LL JUST CUT IT DOWN TO LIKE, 125. God, I didn&apos;t realise how tedious writing updates is; I have to be in the right mood, and I DON&apos;T HAVE TIME TO BE IN THE ~RIGHT MOOD. I HAVE TODAY, TOMORROW, THURSDAY, FRIDAY, SATURDAY AND SUNDAY LEFT. THEN I HAVE A HOLIDAY. NOT ENOUGH TIME. [/shouting] I really want to get a Halloween update out, too, but it depends how long it takes me to write this one. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys, if any of you see a really fucking awesome Haunted House, drop me a link, please. &amp;lt;3 I&apos;m looking for one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In NaNo news... IT&apos;S COMING. 11 days. Fuck. I&apos;m not sure how much I can get done. I don&apos;t write much, but when I do, it&apos;s usually just &amp;quot;write as you go along, Patrick,&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;with some of it planned before-hand in my head. I&apos;m not sure if this will work for &lt;em&gt;NaNo&lt;/em&gt;, though. In a Sim competition at boolprop, I wrote over &lt;em&gt;4000 &lt;/em&gt;words. And no, that wasn&apos;t over all, that was just &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;round. It didn&apos;t make it past that round, though, so it was a waste of time. xP But I figure it improved my writing a &lt;strong&gt;lot&lt;/strong&gt;. I&apos;m gonna try and get like, 3000+ words in a chapter. But I&apos;m not going to strain myself; if a chapter wouldn&apos;t make sense with over 2500 words, then so be it; the next one will probably be longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 07:02:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chapter Four Coming Soonish ...</title>
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  <description>Blah blah blah, I phail at simming. Well, not really -- I actually got quite a bit done in my legacy last night and this morning. :) IT WAS SO FUN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll give a rough list of what has happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dustin got an A+ report card, which made him happy. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The family adopted a puppy named Maxx!&amp;nbsp;^__^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Jack grew up into a teenager; he rolled Wealth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;He then completed any left over homework that he and Dustin had. :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dustin nearly filled all of his fun-bar!&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It may not sound like much, but I&apos;m really glad I managed to play through those five points. ^^;; I LOVE this family so much, and it really would be a shame if I got bored of them (but to be quite honest, at the moment, I don&apos;t see that happening), or if my computer fucked up again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 16:17:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NaNoWriMo</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Because I&apos;m crazy and bored, I decided that I would (try) and do the &amp;quot;NaNoWriMo&amp;quot; challenge. The main idea is to write a 50,000 word story, running all the way through November (from start to finish--no before, no after). I&apos;ve never tried it before, but I really hope I can complete it; it would really improve my writing. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of couse, this means there won&apos;t be a legacy update during November (unless I hit a bit of writers block), so I&apos;m going to TRY MY HARDEST to get the next chapter out by the end of this week (the update should include Jack leaving for college, btw), and then, on Halloween, hopefully I&amp;nbsp;can release a special. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Opinions?&quot;&gt;So far, the main plotline is just about a 13-year old (like me&amp;nbsp;:P) who discovers that his parents are &amp;quot;drug lords.&amp;quot; He confides in his friend,d Selena, but her father, a detective, overhears them. He gets a confession out of his daughter (on tape). The next morning, Alex awakes to the sound of drug-dogs running through the house.&amp;nbsp;His parents are arrested; him and his two brothers, Nathan and Tommy, and his sister, Hayley, are taken into care.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name at the moment is &amp;quot;DrugHood,&amp;quot; but will most probably be changed. If you have any ideas for titles, please let me know! I&apos;d really appreciate some help. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first chapter is called &amp;quot;Stoned,&amp;quot; and I have a small idea about what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 19:07:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Legacy With the Movies -- Chapter 3 [UPDATE: 6th October]</title>
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  <description>Woo!&amp;nbsp;I managed to get an update out 30 days prior to my previous one (and another six hours - lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=242879&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;363&quot; width=&quot;483&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/cover-3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Click Image for Chapter]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 08:17:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Legacy Meme</title>
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  <description>Disclaimer:&amp;nbsp;I stole this off &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_chickensensei&apos; lj:user=&apos;chickensensei&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chickensensei.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chickensensei.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;chickensensei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_honorkid54&apos; lj:user=&apos;honorkid54&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://honorkid54.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://honorkid54.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;honorkid54&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Read more...&quot;&gt;1) Do you&amp;nbsp;write and publish a legacy? If so, what is&amp;nbsp;it called, and what is the theme/story based on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes -- I write A Legacy With the Movies! The theme is, obviously, movies. Every generation, the children are named based on the actors of the LAST film I watched before first kiddy was born; for example:&amp;nbsp;Generation 2 in my legacy are named after actors from Kung Fu Panda; Jack [Black], Dustin [Hoffman] and ____ ;) This is not plot-based, although in the future, a plot could well develop. But don&apos;t worry, it&apos;ll still be observational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your favorite legacy that you read regularly? Explain the plotline and why you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ugothlacy -- it makes me laugh! And it&apos;s awesome!&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s completely random, with Toast marrying ugly townies to her already ugly heirs. It&apos;s so funny. I&apos;d recommend you read it, and I hope that Toast finds the time to update soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) List up to 20 legacies that you read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Vetinari Dualegacy - by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_docnerd&apos; lj:user=&apos;docnerd&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://docnerd.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://docnerd.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;docnerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- A Prettacy for the Birds - by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_bwuking_nicole&apos; lj:user=&apos;bwuking_nicole&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://bwuking-nicole.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://bwuking-nicole.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;bwuking_nicole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- The Broke Legacy - by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_simgaroop&apos; lj:user=&apos;simgaroop&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://simgaroop.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://simgaroop.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;simgaroop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- Shadows and Blood - by &lt;a href=&quot;http://simgoddess.wordpress.com&quot;&gt;SimGoddess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Ugothlacy - by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_toastsims&apos; lj:user=&apos;toastsims&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://toastsims.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://toastsims.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;toastsims&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that&apos;s it!&amp;nbsp;x] I got behind on all the other legacies when I went on holiday... =S Maybe I&apos;ll find time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is a legacy/ are some legacies that you want to start, or have started and catch up on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&apos;s &amp;quot;A Fairy Tale Legacy&amp;quot;, as it seems very interesting!&amp;nbsp;And I want to also finish catching up with WHEDONBERRY, by &lt;a href=&quot;http://swhedonberry.livejournal.com/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;17&quot; width=&quot;17&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://swhedonberry.livejournal.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;swhedonberry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 18:35:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Defaults Part Two -- Featuring Sclera</title>
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  <description>After Nathan pointed out how white the sclera of my new default eyes was, I realised it made them look slightly washed-out. So what did I do?&amp;nbsp;I did something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&apos;ve got pictures of all the family here, this time. ^__^ So this is also picspam, buuuut I have an excuse for it. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot166.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot168.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot167copy.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jack definately grew up well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot169.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the greens have become my favourite with the sclera. :) They just look so... sparkly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any views / opinions? Oh, and sorry for the different picture sizes; I&apos;m getting used to Photoshop... maybe next time I&apos;ll resize them in GIMP. =/</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 20:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Defaults</title>
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  <description>Woo!&amp;nbsp;Fourth entry today, lol. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted some help. I&apos;ve downloaded a new set of default eyes for my simmies, as I wasn&apos;t happy with some of the lyran ones (the blues and the grey were just a tad dull). They are by icnitos at MTS2, and I&apos;d like to ask what you guys think of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot137-1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot136-1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry about different sizes; I had to use Photobucket to edit them. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 18:29:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Legacy With the Movies - Update</title>
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  <description>Woo! I finally updated!&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=239521&quot;&gt;thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 10:15:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Dead Bride - Prologue</title>
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  <description>Hey guys! This is a story that me and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_rachou_babou&apos; lj:user=&apos;rachou_babou&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://rachou-babou.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://rachou-babou.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;rachou_babou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;have been working on. :) I hope you enjoy it. Oh, and I&apos;m still working on my legacy. &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Prologue&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/cover-1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot140.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I kept my eyes closed as the pained slowly died away. The pain had been excruciating&amp;hellip; worse than anything he had ever done to me by far.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot139.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Slowly, fearful of what I would see, I opened my eyes. I was standing outside a church&amp;hellip; but it wasn&amp;rsquo;t just any church; I remembered it&amp;hellip; it was my church; the church I&amp;rsquo;d been baptised in, confirmed in, and&amp;hellip; suddenly a horrifying thought crept inside my mind and heart&amp;hellip; this was the church I had gotten married in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I slowly walked to the large doors, and I groaned as my stiff-joints started to loosen. I stretched my arm out and clutched the handle and began to pull it. It was a struggle to open, but I managed to open it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot141.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I stuck my head through the door, and saw a whole wedding in front of me! Then it all sunk in&amp;hellip; it was &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;wedding. I was interrupting my own wedding! But&amp;hellip; no one was looking at me. It was quiet in the church, and I thought my abrupt door-opening would have been heard&amp;hellip; but I guess not&amp;hellip; Then I realised why they weren&amp;rsquo;t looking at me. How could I be in two places at once? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot144.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I channelled in on the voices. &amp;ldquo;I, Jonathan Dobbs, take you, Melanie Voight, to be my lawfully wedded wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love and honour you all the days of my life,&amp;rdquo; I heard the groom state. I recognized with fury the voice telling his vows. Lies, the lot of it. Then, I heard the reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot142.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I, Melanie Voight, take you, Jonathan Dobbs, to be my lawfully wedded husband. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love and honour you all the days of my life.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot143.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 2.85pt; text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The Preacher then concluded the ceremony. &amp;ldquo;Jonathan Dobbs, you may now kiss your bride.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot145.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;There was a pause right before Jonathan and Melanie prepared to kiss. I could see the longing in love in my eyes, but I could also see the greed and wickedness in Jonathan&apos;s. In an almost trancelike state I ran towards the &amp;lsquo;happy couple&amp;rsquo;, tears running down my face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot146.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;NO!&amp;rdquo; I heard my self yell. No one turned to see me, no one noticed; either they were too engrossed in the moment or too naive to notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot147.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;text-indent: 36pt;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The pain I had felt in the beginning of this&amp;hellip; nightmare&amp;hellip; fell upon me once again, crippling me. I fell to my knees and held myself together while everything just faded away...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it. :)&amp;nbsp;If you do, feel free to leave us a comment.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 10:44:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some random stuff including birthday wishes :]</title>
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  <description>First of all: WOO! I&apos;m still in BFTAF: NTM 5! I&apos;m in seventh place, which just isn&apos;t good enough. LMAO. I know I can do better... well, the editing would look better if I didn&apos;t have to use that Maxis vampire skin. LOL. I&apos;d be able to sharpen more. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all: I drink too much coke. I swear that&apos;s how I&apos;m putting on so much weight. 3/4/5 cans a day... is like drinking 900/1200/1500 calories a day. o___O;; I&apos;m gonna have to stop that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third of all: Happy birthday to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dicreasy&apos; lj:user=&apos;dicreasy&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dicreasy.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dicreasy.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dicreasy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pixiesims&apos; lj:user=&apos;pixiesims&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pixiesims.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pixiesims.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pixiesims&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;! :) I hope you both have a lot of fun today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of all:&amp;nbsp;Nothing really. :P I need to continue writing my legacy... wish me luck. I&apos;m nearly half way through.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 22:10:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My sims are so differently the same</title>
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  <description>ignore the confusing sentence. xD but it amazes me -- i extracted all my legacy sims and put &apos;em in bodyshop, and all the females (gen. 2 i&apos;m referring to, btw) look the same. ugh. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;; buuuut, what amazes me is how different Regina &amp;amp; Gwen look while still having the same facial structure. cool, huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Regina;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ScreenShot113.png&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot113.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ScreenShot156.png&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/ScreenShot156.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can probably see that i&apos;ve changed default eyes -- i&apos;m much happier with these ones as they show my sims&apos; personalities so much better than the enayla ones. =D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 08:59:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Spoilers</title>
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  <description>ugh, it takes me too long to sim. V_v buuuut, at the moment i just need to do a bit more playing and writing. squee! i&apos;ve shot a plotty scene, which you can see in a moment... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gotyou.png&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/gotyou.png&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 15:29:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lady Of The Shadows &amp; Why I&apos;m Slacking With An Update!</title>
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  <description>Well, if you&apos;re wondering why there is still no update from me, it&apos;s because i&apos;ve been busy with competitions. ¬__¬ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Lady Of The Shadows &amp; Half My Entry&quot;&gt; This has to be my favourite comp that I&apos;m part of. The storyline behind it is amazing, and I love coming up with entries for it. :) it&apos;s a shame that it&apos;s on round four with only four contestants... If one more person drops out then we&apos;ll have to go straight to the Final and miss round five. There&apos;s one person with an entry in, and me and Rachouey (rachou_babou) are working on our entries. We sort of do rounds together. =3 Although I&apos;m not too sure about the other contestant!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The competition is basically about female sims who are &quot;inhuman&quot;, or something like that... They have to have something dark about them. It is hosted by Mel, and I really hope for a Season 2! If anyone is wondering about this comp // thinks it sounds interesting, let me tell you; it is! It&apos;d be cool to compete against some of my fellow-LJers. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture One;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Two;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture2.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture2.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Three;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture3.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Four;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture4.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture4.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Five;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture5.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture5.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Six;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture6.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture6.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Seven;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture7.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Picture7.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first entry was... rubbish, haha. I think my best entry is definately the one for this round. :D I can&apos;t wait to post it, although I still have another eight pictures to take! The only reason it is any good is because the comp has such awesome judges (unlike some other comps I&apos;ve been in)!&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:38:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Vacation? =/</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i&apos;m debating whether to send my little legacy family on a family vacation or not. i mean, i think the update might be a wee bit short without it... i could just send Trent, Dina, Tripp &amp;amp; Michelle [new baby :D] leaving Regina for plot reasons... but i&apos;m not sure. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to hear some views, would you all enjoy seeing a little family vacation in my update? :}&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 14:27:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Update! :D</title>
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  <description>right, i finally decided to post my chapter up here. :} i hope you enjoy it. :D&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CalienteCh11.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/CalienteCh11.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A Caliente Legacy -- Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She dumped the car on an empty street, and re-read the note Cassandra had given her. There was some sort of directions written on. The main part of the directions was the location given. Bluewater, a village located up north of Pleasantview, quite close to SimCity. She followed the directions on foot, and, the next morning, arrived at a plot of land with some furniture set out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d6b30f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;exploring&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d6b30f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chose to investigate the place she would be calling home for quite awhile. It was not as bad as you might expect. It had all the things she would need, but she would have to get a job to be able to buy the things she wanted. At least it was a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d6b436.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;newspaper&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d6b436.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmm...&quot; Dina was searching through the job section in the Bluewater Daily News. She came across a job that was quite a touchy subject for her -- law enforcement. It paid a good amount of money though, and that was exactly what she needed. &quot;Maybe I can help people in my situation.&quot; She thought for a moment, before heading to her phone to apply for the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6b487.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6b487.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious man appeared in her garden, and walked through to her living area. &quot;I come bearing a gift for the lady.&quot; He gave a mischievous grin before leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina thought he was probably the neighbourhood prankster, but after opening the present, she realised he was just a friendly member of the community. Bluewater was much different from Pleasantview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6b5a5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;walking :D&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6b5a5.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think I might just like it here.&quot; She grinned, and looked at the computer she had just been given. Then, she realised she was still in her wedding dress. She decided now was the perfect time to take a stroll around the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_94d6b6e7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_94d6b6e7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluewater had a shopping district quite close to it, so that was lucky. Dina took a look in Bluewater&apos;s spa and Makeovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Discount day!&quot; The cheerful woman shouted as Dina took a thoughtful look at the styling chair. &quot;Half price all day!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmm... Fancy giving me a make over?&quot; Dina asked. As the woman nodded, she sat down. &quot;Just get it out of this style please. I don&apos;t care about anything in particular.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d6b723.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;make-up?!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d6b723.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the shocked reaction on the stylists face, Dina spoke. &quot;What&apos;s wrong? Show me a mirror!&quot; Dina was tired. She had been awake all night, and she could not handle all this. She had only come in here for someone to fix her hair. The woman showed her the mirror -- yet her hair was the same. The only problem was a huge amount of make up. &quot;Did I even ask for make up?&quot; Raising her eyebrow, she shook her head. &quot;Oh, just wipe it off and have another go.&quot; She smiled at the woman. &quot;But it better be good this time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6b8c5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6b8c5.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stylist gave Dina another make over, removed the make-up and let her hair down. She bought some new clothes, changed into them and looked at herself in the mirror. The stylist had a huge grin on her face as Dina thanked her. &quot;Thank you. I couldn&apos;t face that hair and dress any longer.&quot; She glanced at the floor before walking away. {nice}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d6b950.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;hot tub&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d6b950.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to take a dip in the hot tub to relax herself. While in there, she thought about her future, and when she decided she had had enough time in there, she left for home. It had been quite an enjoyable day away from her old routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6bbf4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6bbf4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got home, she noticed a skunk in her garden. Pleasantview did not have much wildlife, so it was good to be able to see some. Even if they did cause a mess and smell. Of course, maybe that was not really one of Pleasantview&apos;s bad points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d6bf49.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;slouch&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d6bf49.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some villagers decided to see how things were going with the new girl. Gilbert Jacquet began to flirt with Dina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You have beautiful eyes.&quot; He smiled at Dina and continued to flirt with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina hoped that he was the man of her dreams. &quot;Thanks... You do too.&quot; Her mind was spinning around, Gilbert asked her on a date. Love at first site?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda Tinker was also present. But she was ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6bf6d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6bf6d.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello, I am Malcolm Landgrabb the fourth.&quot; He shot a huge grin as he reached out to shake Dina&apos;s hand. &quot;May I ask for your name?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina was less impressed with this man. But her heart was still skipping some beats from her encounter with Gilbert. &quot;Yeah, I&apos;m Dina.&quot; She took his hand and shook it. &quot;Dina Caliente.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6bf92.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;:@&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6bf92.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s a lovely -- hold on! I know that name!&quot; Malcolm scowled and continued. &quot;You&apos;re that legacy girl!&quot; He said it with a twist of bitter in his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah... Wait, how do you know?&quot; Dina was angry and confused. How did this strange man know she was founding this legacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Get out of this town, you little bitch. Or I&apos;ll force you out.&quot; He tightened his fist up, but didn&apos;t touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6bfb7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;:O&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6bfb7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think you should leave.&quot; Gilbert said, and he gave Malcolm a frightening look. He smiled at Dina. &quot;I won&apos;t let him get rid of you.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm hurried off. &quot;I&apos;ll be back. And when I come back, you will be gone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This left a very confused and upset Dina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6fdf0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;sick&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d6fdf0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days passed on, and Dina found herself throwing up. She had no idea as to what was causing it. She was eating the same food she ate back at home. She thought it might just be nerves about Malcolm, and possibly the date with Gilbert that was planned quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6fe10-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d6fe10-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I might have ate something... No... Gah! I hope it doesn&apos;t stop me from starting this... Legacy.&quot; As she said the last word, she remembered what Malcolm had said to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;And when I come back, you will be gone&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It left her feeling nervous for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_74d6e391.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;lick&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_74d6e391.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsewhere in the neighbourhood, two familiar faces had decided to make an appearance. Don and Nina had found out about the legacy, and had eventually tracked Dina down. They decided to keep a low profile until they found Dina&apos;s exact whereabouts in the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6e638.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6e638.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;She&apos;s here, Don. I know she is.&quot; Nina took a bite of her sandwich after her sentence, and continued after swallowing it. &quot;We need to find her. NOW.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don simply took a bite of his food and said, &quot;Soon, honey. Soon. We should wait until she has got more important things to worry about, and has forgot we are after her.&quot; He smiled and took her hand. &quot;We will get her, don&apos;t worry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_d4e31381.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;dance&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_d4e31381.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious figure stood at the window looking into the lounge. It watched with a heavy breath as Nina Caliente danced to the stereo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few mumbles were muttered before the figure let out a yelp -- something had come flying at it&apos;s leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_34e3145d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_34e3145d.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This startled Nina, who walked towards the window, looking to see if she could find who had made a painful noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was nothing in sight as she approached. All she could hear was the phone, ringing. As soon as she had reached the window... She knew there was something suspicious going on. Like someone wanted to keep her away... But she did not let it bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6e706.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d6e706.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked towards the ringing phone and answered it. &quot;Hello?&quot; Don and Nina did not know anyone here, and had not told anyone their new phone number. She did not even know why they had a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nina Caliente, I know all about you and your sister.&quot; The person spoke in a dark voice. &quot;Meet me at midnight at the club with no name. Feel free to bring your partner.&quot; He hung up as Nina started to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;... That&apos;s strange.&quot; She put the phone down and went to speak to Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d70016-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d70016-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Dina&apos;s home, she discovered that a baby was on it&apos;s way. Of course, she had no idea who&apos;s baby it was. &quot;Oh no... Is it Mortimer&apos;s or Don&apos;s?&quot; She sighed. &quot;I just hope Gilbert will be okay with raising another man&apos;s child with me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d882c9-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f4d882c9-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a baby on the way had put a serious halt on Dina&apos;s real life. She was now on maternity leave in her job, and spent her days lounging around the house eating and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d8866e-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d8866e-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night soon came around, and Dina received a phone call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gilbert! I&apos;m so glad you called! I need to tell you something...&quot; Dina was thrilled to find that he had remembered about her. But her stomach clenched as she thought about him, then the baby. What if she had to make a decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_54e6f502.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;steps&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_54e6f502.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not the only person who had received a phone call that day. Her sister, Nina, had been told to meet someone at the club with no name. She had no idea who she was meeting, and she had been given the option to bring Don -- to which she did not. She wanted to face this alone and could not risk the chances that he could mess it all up for her. The stranger seemed to know a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_f4f3c0a3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;noName&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_f4f3c0a3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina had done her research and discovered where the &apos;club with no name&apos; was. It brought her to a club down in Bluewater&apos;s Shopping District. She took a look around before spotting the stranger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_b4f3c11c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;hiss&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_b4f3c11c.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that stranger was Malcolm Landgrabb! He spoke; to alert her that he was the mysterious phone-caller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Miss Nina! I am the caller.&quot; He spoke his words proudly and cunningly. &quot;I know all there is to know about you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina looked him up and down before speaking. &quot;Who the hell are you? Have you been spying on me?!&quot; She snarled her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded with a laugh. &quot;Haha, you wish! I... Don&apos;t ask me how I know. Ask me what I know.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_74f3c154.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;yawn&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_74f3c154.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yawned, but he kept trying to prove his point. &quot;Listen! I know where your sister is!!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caught Nina&apos;s attention, but she shook it off. It was funny watching him struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_74f3c176.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;walk away&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_74f3c176.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;If you don&apos;t want to listen then there&apos;s no point me explaining.&quot; Malcolm stormed off, and Nina walked off too, in the opposite direction. But she was not sure if what he had said was true, maybe she should have listened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d888d0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d888d0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning soon came around, and Dina had a visitor. &quot;What was so urgent...?&quot; Gilbert raised his brow before his eyes drifted to her stomach. It was huge! He hoped that she had been eating too much recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have something important to tell you...&quot; She sighed and continued. &quot;I&apos;m having a baby.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d8899a.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;gilbert?&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34d8899a.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...&quot; Those words left him speechless. &quot;B--&quot; He kept searching for the right words, but ended up just clenching his fist. Then the right words came to mind. &quot;You&apos;ve been in town for little over a month and you&apos;re already pregnant?! Shows what you are.&quot; He spat on the ground and stormed off. &quot;Goodbye!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bitter words left sorrow inside Dina&apos;s heart. She had not done anything in Bluewater that would get her pregnant... That only left Don and Mortimer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d88abb.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;alone&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_54d88abb.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one night Dina went into labour -- all alone. She yelled in pain, but still no one heard her. It was like she was the only sim alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d88f39.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Regina&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d88f39.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she gave birth to a healthy little girl. She instantly took to motherhood. &quot;This isn&apos;t so bad...&quot; She looked at the infant and realised she had not named her. &quot;Hmm... Regina... Yeah! It&apos;s perfect.&quot; She smiled. &quot;This isn&apos;t so bad, little Regina.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_14f3bd0a.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_14f3bd0a.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another baby had been born that night; another girl, Gwen Lothario. Daughter of Nina and Don. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Argh! Now what do I do with it?!&quot; She stormed inside and dumped the baby on the floor. She was obviously thrilled to be a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_950a7be5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;worrysome&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_950a7be5.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don worried for his daughter. He knew he was hardly going to be a good parent, and Nina had proven what sort of parent she would be. He could only hope they actually got to keep her without fighting social services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d8906b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;date&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d8906b.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That will be $50 please.&quot; The gypsy pressed for money as Dina asked her for a date. It was her only option. Blind dating at home. She had a small baby -- and could not leave the house for that reason. &lt;br /&gt;Dina handed over the money and crossed her fingers. &quot;I better get someone good...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d89097.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;old man.&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4d89097.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed as she saw the man she was to date with. &quot;Sorry...&quot; Dina confessed. &quot;You&apos;re not my type... Old people aren&apos;t my type...&quot; And she added under her breath, &quot;anymore.&quot; She quickly sent him and the matchmaker home. She had had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d89163.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;face&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d89163.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to take a trip downtown to see if there was anyone she found attractive. But she had to hire a nanny as she could not take Regina; or leave her on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d8926e.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;bush&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14d8926e.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried everywhere she could think of, and by the time she was finished with looking, she was exhausted and just wanted to go back to Regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d9bcef.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4d9bcef.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she left downtown and arrived back in Bluewater, she noticed H&amp;amp;M Bluewater had just officially opened. She took a nose inside, but still could not find someone suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_74d9d604.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;^.~&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_74d9d604.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, outside was different. She saw a red head with a semi-dark skintone and he winked at her. Dina now knew who she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and her heart melted as she walked over towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re that new girl, Dina, right?&quot; He stuttered his words out and gave a grin. &quot;Pleasure to meet you, I&apos;m Trent!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina shot him her smile and the two of them hit it off extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14db2587-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14db2587-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, it was time for Regina&apos;s first birthday! Dina decided to throw a little party with someone she had met at work, and Trent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_94db2685.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;dancing&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_94db2685.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her daughter aged, she looked down and surprisingly, she looked just like her. She had hoped this would be the case, as she did not want to have to look at a little Don or Mortimer. That was her past. This is her future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s a bit cold down there.&quot; Dina grinned at her daughter, &quot;Want me to pick you up?&quot; She was worried for her health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina shook her head and began making some noises to indicate she was speaking. Dina had a hard time understanding them, but it looked like she just wanted to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4db2745.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4db2745.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent walked over to her and began a conversation. &quot;Your daughter is a cutie for sure.&quot; He smiled and raised his hands before continuing, &quot;I can see where she gets it from...&quot; He trailed off, unsure as to what Dina&apos;s response would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She returned the compliment with a smile. &quot;Thanks...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wondered who her father was... But I can understand if you think it&apos;s none of my business.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nah, it&apos;s okay. It was before I came here... I...&quot; She closed her eyes, &quot;I don&apos;t want to bring it back up, sorry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4db2794.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;flirting&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4db2794.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And before either of us say anything else, I wanted to ask... If you would like to go out... Perhaps?&quot; Dina felt her stomach clench. It clenched more than when she had proposed to Mortimer. She knew this meant something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent grinned and replied, &quot;Sure! Why not. But... I don&apos;t think we can actually &apos;go out&apos; and leave your baby.&quot; He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well we can meet here.&quot; She responded, but soon she sent her guests home, she was tired and needed to get both herself and Regina to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14db2d8e-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14db2d8e-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went on, and Dina&apos;s and Regina&apos;s relationship got better and better. She was surprised that she was somewhat a good parent. She just wished she had more money to spend on Regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_350a8066.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Gwen ^^&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_350a8066.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen had also aged into a toddler, and the only person there to watch was her father, Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aww, you sure are a cutie...&quot; Don said with a grin on his face. This parenting thing was not actually as bad as he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_150a821f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;cba&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_150a821f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheras Nina rarely even looked at the child. She had little care that it was her birthday, and had chosen to lounge in front of the television watching a film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_94dc4039.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;snow :D&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_94dc4039.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina&apos;s relationship with Trent also got better, and soon she asked him to move in with her. He agreed, and brought with him a little amount of money. But this did not bother Dina in the slightest. In fact, she was glad. She now had a chance to prove to herself she could make the money herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc434c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc434c.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both lay on the bed and began to talk. Trent brought up the subject of families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I like how we&apos;re beginning to be a family... And I was just wondering about what our kids would be like...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I... I&apos;m not sure. I mean, I already have a child to look after, we have little money...&quot; They talked it over for awhile, but did not decide on anything. The conversation did end with woohoo, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc495d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc495d.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent spent a lot of time with Regina, not because Dina did not want to, just because she was busy with work, trying to earn money for the not-so-rich family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can you say... Trent?&quot; He smiled and watched the toddler try and say his name. She could not. He decided to try a more simple word. &quot;How about... Daddy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which she responded with confidence, &quot;Daddy!&quot; and with a big smile on her face, hugged who she saw as her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_750bc240.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;one-sided&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_750bc240.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen did not have the best toddlerhood. The only time her mother ever took any notice of her was when she smelled and Don was not there to give her a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Mummyyyyy...&quot; Gwen said smiling up at her mother before wrapping her arms around her back. &quot;I love you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina gave a frightening scowl at her daughter. &quot;Well it&apos;s one-sided love, kid.&quot; She then dumped her in the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc4b9f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;hands?!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc4b9f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soon time for Regina to transition into childhood. She aged with a smile in the cold wind of the winter and with a smile on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is awesome!&quot; She loved being bigger and higher off the ground. Her feet used to get cold from the snow beneath her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc4ce2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc4ce2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her mother, Dina, returned from work, Regina ran straight upto her and pulled her into a tight hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look at you! Your all big and grown up... I&apos;m really sorry about missing your birthday.&quot; She frowned. &quot;How was it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It was awesome! And it&apos;s fine... Just make sure you don&apos;t miss my next one.&quot; She teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_95168460.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;pink pjs again&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_95168460.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina&apos;s sleep was interupted that night as she felt a bump in her stomach. She was indeed expecting again. She got back into bed and spent the rest of the night thinking. At least she could count on the fact that Trent had brought up the conversation of having a family. Hopefully this meant he would not mind having one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_150e0c3d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Gwen ^-^&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_150e0c3d.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night over at the Lothario household, Gwen was growing up. Both her parents were fast asleep and they probably would not have paid attention anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_150e0c83.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;clap clap&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74d6db21_150e0c83.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She clapped as she saw how big she was before calling her parents. &quot;Mummy! Daddy! I grew up, I grew up!!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just sent her out of the room and told her to stop making so much noise. Gwen was confused as to why her parents showed her no attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc5b92.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d4dc5b92.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have a good day!&quot; Dina hugged her daughter as the school bus pulled up and waited for Regina to get on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc5baa.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;i&amp;#39;ma be late!!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc5baa.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her first day, she was nervous and unsure of how to &apos;act&apos;. She ran to the bus as the driver revved the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m coming! I&apos;m coming!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_94dc6308.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;propose&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_94dc6308.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Regina was at school, Dina spoke to Trent about her pregnancy. This pushed him into making a move that he wanted to do a while back. He dropped to one knee and pulled a velvet box out of his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Dina Caliente, from the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were the person I wanted to spend my life with. It would make me the happiest man alive if you... Agreed to marry me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14dc632b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14dc632b.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the box, to which Dina squealed in happiness. &quot;YES!! Of course!&quot; She took the ring, placed it on her finger and leaped into her fiancé’s arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you think Regina will approve?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m pretty sure she will.&quot; She paused for a moment. &quot;And she&apos;ll soon have a little brother or sister to boss about.&quot; They both laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_14e440de.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;back&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_14e440de.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina soon returned from school, and was greeted by her mother who explained about her engagement to Trent and her pregnancy. Regina was over the moon! She had always wanted a brother or sister, and she had always seen Trent as her father anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4fce4c7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b4fce4c7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the couple got engaged, Dina&apos;s stomach expanded; showing that the baby would soon arrive. They decided to set a date for the wedding, and spent the rest of the week preparing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e200c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e200c.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the wedding soon came around, and Dina found herself looking into the mirror once again... But this time she gave a different view on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can I do this...?&quot; With a deep breath she continued. &quot;I can. This is the man I love. I would do anything for him. I&apos;m even carrying his child. This is the right thing to do.&quot; And with her head held high and a smile on her face, she walked out of the small bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e1dec.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e1dec.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina walked up to the wedding arch where Trent was waiting. She could see how nervous he was. His face lit up as he saw her. They began to exchange their vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely spring wedding, but the weather chose to bless their day with crystal white snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e1eb3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;squeewithme&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e1eb3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina looked up in awe as her mother committed herself to Trent, her &apos;father&apos;. She did not really understand the whole &apos;marriage&apos; thing, although Dina had explained it to her. She tried to ignore the fact that there was a complete stranger who had invited himself to the wedding sitting next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f50e1ed8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f50e1ed8.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I, Dina Caliente, take you, Trent Byall, to be my law-fully wedded husband.&quot; Dina placed a ring on Trent&apos;s finger, and then he spoke his vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I, Trent Byall, take you, Dina Caliente, to be my law-fully wedded wife.&quot; He placed the ring on her finger, and they kissed to seal their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_350e2e34-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_350e2e34-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Time to cut the cake!&quot; Dina walked over to the cake, picked up the knife and began to slice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Honey; watch out! You might hurt yourself and the baby!&quot; Trent was clearly worried and tried to take the knife off his wife. She put up a decent argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can still cut a cake y&apos;know. Women&apos;s rights and all...&quot; Dina lifted up a piece of cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b50e2f54.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b50e2f54.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And turned around and put it into Trent&apos;s mouth while giggling. &quot;That should shut you up.&quot; They both laughed and sat down to finish off the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_950e87f7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_950e87f7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good night, Regina.&quot; The wedding ceremony was over, and Dina tucked her daughter into bed at her usual bedtime. Dina began to feel light-headed so went for a quick rest herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e8c59.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;ow&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e8c59.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she soon awoke from her sleep when she started to get contractions. She screamed out in pain as she pushed in labour. Her wails could probably be heard from quite a distance away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e8c72.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;eek!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_550e8c72.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily she was not alone! Her husband heard her cries and rushed into the bedroom where she was giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;TRENT!! DON&apos;T JUST STAND THERE -- DO SOMETHING!!&quot; She screamed at her husband through her pain. It was a great way of relieving the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But what do I do?!&quot; Trent was clueless, he had not been around when Dina had given birth the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e8f30.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e8f30.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even through all the shouting and the pain, Dina and Trent both survived, and a baby boy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Woot!&quot; Trent cheered. &quot;Is it a boy or a girl...?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina laughed at the way Trent seemed to be treating the situation; if she was anything like her sister, she would have strangled him and buried him in the garden. After getting that thought she shivered and a weird vision flashed in her mind -- Nina! When Trent repeated himself, she snapped out of the trance and replied, &quot;It&apos;s a boy.&quot; And smiled at her husband and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b515e9c0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b515e9c0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina spent quite a bit of time with Tripp, which was the name they had decided to give him. She wanted all her children to have a greater childhood than she had. Whenever she had a day off work, she would spend it playing with her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f5167260.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f5167260.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent was the same. It was difficult for him to love Regina in the same way he loved Tripp, his biological son. But he loved Regina in a special way. Like a friend. Whenever he may have had an argument with Dina, or had a bad day at work, she would be there to cheer him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_3515eea0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;lullabye -.-&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_3515eea0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both felt so achieved now that they had a child together, and wasted no time in starting the process again. Luckily, they were both fairly happy with the idea of another child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f515e8e5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f515e8e5.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina still got plenty of attention off her parents. She had a lot of work now due to school, so she often found herself asking Dina to help with her homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So the answer would be...?&quot; Regina quizzed. Although, she must have thought &apos;help&apos;, means &apos;give me the answer&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_55167404.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;^^&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_55167404.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family were not busy with their lives; they often found themselves using their free time to explore their hobbies. Dina took a particular interest to Nature. She would often watch birds early in the morning before her car arrived to take her to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b51675c0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b51675c0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone enjoyed that, though. Trent had taken an interest in Sport; so he was often found tossing a football around with Regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Regina threw him the ball, it smacked him right in the face. &quot;HEY! Don&apos;t hit so hard! How a little girl can throw like that I will never know...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f51675d1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f51675d1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hehe, it&apos;s all in the arm...&quot; She giggled away as her father threw her soft throws, while she continued to throw the ball at his face. Sport was not in her interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_55167718.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;nature! :D&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_55167718.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nature was! She collected insects while her mother watched the birds. It was great fun for the two of them. But now Trent had no one to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_f51682dc.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_f51682dc.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m home! Come hug me!&quot; Dina stretched out her arms as she arrived back from a long day at work. Regina&apos;s bus pulled up at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh hush mum... You should be running to hug me.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_74dc4d80.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;pink pjs -.-&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_74dc4d80.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmm... Definitely pregnant again...&quot; Dina said with half a sigh in her voice. She was not sure how the family would cope with another little baby around the place. She soon got back into bed with Trent and spent the night in deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_9516921c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;run&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_9516921c.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I GOT AN A+!!&quot; Regina ran around her home shouting. &quot;MUM, DAD! AN A+!! Beat that!&quot; When she decided her parents had given her enough praise, she finished with, &quot;Oh, and my friend Gwen wanted to come &apos;round.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_7516927f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;HAI GWEN!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_7516927f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who&apos;s Gwen?!&quot; Dina asked, this was the first time Regina had brought a friend home from school. Luckily Dina trusted Regina when she told her that Gwen was harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_351692cb.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;POW!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_351692cb.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;POW! Now you&apos;ve gotta fall to the floor and I have to arrest you!&quot; The two girls began to play Cops &amp;amp; Robbers. Gwen knew how to play, as she had been brought up to be very social. She was rarely ever at her own house during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_1516950f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;stay?&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_1516950f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of their game, Regina asked Gwen if she would like to stay over for a bit to watch her little brother transition into toddlerhood; to which she declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can&apos;t... My mum gets angry if I stay out too late. Because then she has to come and pick me up. She hates being seen with me. She says it makes her look old if she was kids.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said goodbye to each other as Gwen left the Caliente&apos;s home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_75169557.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;birthday&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_75169557.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s Tripp&apos;s birthday today, honey.&quot; Trent said as he passed through their &apos;living quarters&apos; to get to the cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry, I&apos;m a little busy with this baby.&quot; Dina said as she felt her stomach expand. &quot;This little one will be here soon.&quot; She closed her eyes and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d51695a3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d51695a3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come on little fella, blow out them candles.&quot; Trent lowered his son towards the cake and helped him blow out the candles. &quot;Well done!&quot; He let go of his son and let him twirl into toddlerhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_b516999c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_b516999c.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tripp grew up well. Trent smiled at his son -- he was aging fast, soon he would be too... &quot;You&apos;re getting big, aren&apos;t you?! Soon you&apos;ll be as big as daddy.&quot; This earned a laugh from Tripp and he put his son down on the floor. &quot;Go explore, you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems everything was going good in this household...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74de880b_f4de9111.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;IM&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74de880b_f4de9111.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;get over here as fast as you can, he&apos;s probably gonna get angry. haha&apos; She typed into the computer, talking to another simself over an IM program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74de880b_54de913b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;watch&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74de880b_54de913b.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Finished yet?!&quot; I asked impatiently. &quot;And are the other guys coming or what? Seriously, they seem to be taking their time...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well... uh... I&apos;ve spoken to the rest of the simselves... It&apos;s just... I seem to have lost the disk.&quot; She glanced back to her computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74de880b_94de91b2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;blah&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74de880b_94de91b2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over towards her and continued. &quot;Kendra... How did you lose the disk?!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shrugged. &quot;I dunno... Are you sure you even gave it to me, not one of the other guys?&quot; She turned her chair to face me. &quot;Why is it so important anyway? Can&apos;t we just replace the data?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74de880b_b4de91ea.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;getting up&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_74de880b_b4de91ea.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s important. We can&apos;t upgrade this place without it. Look how bare it is! And all the other guys won&apos;t be able to track our location without it.&quot; I walked out to leave. &quot;Now it&apos;s time to take a look around the &apos;hood, something dodgy is going on.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fine, fine.&quot; She said as she switched the computer off and got up to follow.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I shall leave you. Questions you may wish to ask yourself:&lt;br /&gt;• What are the simselves up to?&lt;br /&gt;• How will life for the Caliente&apos;s progress?&lt;br /&gt;• What about life for Gwen Lothario?&lt;br /&gt;• How does Malcolm Landgrabb know so much?&lt;br /&gt;• Who is Regina&apos;s father...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_1516a9a3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;SHOO FLEE!&quot; src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/Caliente/snapshot_d4d6abb3_1516a9a3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Uh... Trent? It&apos;s coming -- the baby is coming!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to Kendra [riot.fighter at boolprop] for letting me use her simself. More shall be used -- with permission.&lt;br /&gt;And a HUGE thanks to you for reading. It means a lot to me. Feel free to drop me a line either in my thread at boolprop. &lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to the creators of CC. It&apos;s made by talented artists.&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</description>
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  <title>¬.¬ -pans exchange-</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m totally fed up with the exchange.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;a) my pictures look grainy and make me want to rip my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;b) the pictures of this chapter are borked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;ma be uploading the chapters onto my Live Journal. i know i prefer to read legacies off the exchange personally, but i really can&apos;t go back to the main site now. &amp;gt;__&amp;lt; i may not feel this way in the morning. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this means i have updated, but the pictures really suck so don&apos;t bother reading it. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;</description>
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  <title>well i made it :P</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i&apos;ve been thinking of making an LJ for awhile; and finally decided it was time to! ^^; i&apos;ll be posting about my current legacy &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;RL things if i feel i need to.&amp;nbsp;i also&amp;nbsp;wanted to be able to lurk if i wanted and not feel out of&amp;nbsp;the &apos;loop&apos;. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you&apos;re wondering about&amp;nbsp;my legacy; &quot;A Caliente Legacy&quot;, then i&apos;m gonna post&amp;nbsp;a few pictures and say the current status of the chapter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve faced writers block &amp;amp; players block, but i&apos;m still going!! :D i&apos;m just sorry, it&apos;s taking much longer than i expected it to take. :/ i&apos;ve wrote about 78 slides [i think...], and my current target is to get 22 more pictures and then caption them! :} i would also update quicker if i actually used my sims computer for anything other than simming... it&apos;s laggy and cannot handle msn/aim, so i really dread using it. :[ i prefer using my laptop, but on weekends i sim &apos;til my heart&apos;s content. :D

&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e200c.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/snapshot_d4d6abb3_d50e200c.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina Caliente is getting married again. xD&amp;nbsp;i really like this picture, if only it was lighter. :/ i&apos;m probably going to end up lighting it up, like i do with&amp;nbsp;most pictures. :] she is marrying Trent Byall [red-headed ace two sim&amp;nbsp;from SimState UNI] and has just gave birth to a child with&amp;nbsp;him. :3&amp;nbsp;the child is a boy called Tripp&amp;nbsp;[i made Jonny name him while we were talking xD] and he is still an infant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc5baa.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/snapshot_d4d6abb3_34dc5baa.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Dina&apos;s first child, Regina.&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;not going to be heir as&amp;nbsp;she is&amp;nbsp;not legite. :OO yes. her father is either Mortimer or Don - you decide. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;a href=&quot;http://s223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snapshot_74d6db21_550e0d7e.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd27/paddy2772/snapshot_74d6db21_550e0d7e.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Gwen Lothario - daughter of Don Lothario &amp;amp; Nina Caliente. just thought i&apos;d&amp;nbsp;show you this picture. it proves i have to play more than one family in a&amp;nbsp;rotation. :P which kinda takes me a while... i&apos;m still not sure what rotation to&amp;nbsp;use. the way i rotate at the moment, it will take me ages to get back to the main&amp;nbsp;family...&amp;nbsp;=S&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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