<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:50:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall-legacy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-116410014007944388</id><published>2006-11-21T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:09:01.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 22</title><content type='html'>Currently in the house: father Michael and mother Jemina, their three kids Santeri (teen) and twins Carolyn and Marilyn (kids). Michael's brother Joshua is also present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b552f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b552f4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The twins are about to become teenagers! Marilyn goes first. Watching are her proud parents.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_31b55382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_31b55382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carolyn next, though no'one's interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b55817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b55817.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close-up of Carolyn (family aspiration)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1b5586f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1b5586f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And of Marilyn. Marilyn has the knowlegde aspiration. I think carolyn will get the honour of being the heiress this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_31b55c30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_31b55c30.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it's time to train the girl's skills to get scholarships. Joshua  and Michael are both talented in every skill. Joshua teaches Carolyn to exercise.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b55c5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b55c5f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Michael teaches as Marilyn practices to speak to an audience.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_92059ac6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_92059ac6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sorry mom, but I need your skills now more than you do!" shouts Marilyn.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_52059c41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_52059c41.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Marilyn can't cook, she started a fire. Luckily, a handsome firefighter arrived. His name is Juuso Leppänen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f2059c5e.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f2059c5e.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marilyn seems to be on fire too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_326e04b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_326e04b8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina finds new friends in the backyard. This furry friend is Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to part 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-116410014007944388?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/116410014007944388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=116410014007944388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/116410014007944388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/116410014007944388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/11/part-22.html' title='part 22'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-116409872796381188</id><published>2006-11-21T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:10:45.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 21</title><content type='html'>Finally I'm back and am able to find the time to play my legacy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the Hall household, there are the head of the family (the cheese-oriented) Michael, his wife Jemina, and their kids Santeri, and the twins Marilyn and Carolyn. The kid's uncle Joshua lives also under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5167f47b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5167f47b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael achieved his goal of eating 200 cheese sandwitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b167f4f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b167f4f3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santeri is scared of his great-great-grandma's (Maisa) ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_51b5316b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_51b5316b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time for the next generation to become old. Joshua ei first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b53251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71b53251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kiia died of disease. Because her jewellery has been deleted from the game, they are showing up like blue squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1b54620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1b54620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina is spending her free time painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11b54896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11b54896.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids are friends. In the background we can see their father, Michael trying to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1b548f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1b548f4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cute little girls. Can't remember now, which is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b5497d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b5497d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santeri is pretty good-looking teenager! It's a shame that he has a different surname (Jantunen because his parents weren't married then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1b54bf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1b54bf5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina finds an okay-looking mailman. "Could you marry one of my daughters?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b55172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91b55172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two days after Joshua, it's Michael's turn to get older. Jemina watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/11/part-22.html"&gt;Link to part 22&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-116409872796381188?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/116409872796381188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=116409872796381188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/116409872796381188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/116409872796381188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/11/part-21.html' title='Part 21'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114696548567109463</id><published>2006-05-06T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:52:16.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 20</title><content type='html'>There's babies in the household! Three toddlers Santeri, Marilyn and Carolyn, all the children of Michael and Jemina Hall. Also the kids' uncle Joshua is occupying the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9155846e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9155846e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the three kids in the same picture. Marilyn is the one crawling away, Carolyn is glowing and Santeri dancing to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71652cdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71652cdf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin appears and Jemina is nearly scared to death.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11652d98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11652d98.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santeri grows up to be an allright-looking boy. He still can't be a heir because his last name is not Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_116538e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_116538e4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marilyn grows...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_51653963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_51653963.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so does Carolyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_3167ef55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_3167ef55.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this point I deleted all custom content, so all the hair-do's changed. This is the new twins, Marilyn on the left and Carolyn on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7167ef74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7167ef74.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina's new long-haired look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b167effb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b167effb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close-up of Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9167efca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9167efca.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close-up of Marilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f167f199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f167f199.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the three kids hanging out on the kitchen floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/11/part-21.html"&gt;Link to part 21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114696548567109463?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114696548567109463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114696548567109463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696548567109463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696548567109463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-20.html' title='Part 20'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114696431145692475</id><published>2006-05-06T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:18:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 19</title><content type='html'>The househols includes: Brothers Joshua and Michael, Michael fiance, Jemina, and their child, Santeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d153d5bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d153d5bc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding day arrives, Michael is thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5153d5f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5153d5f5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh_oh, looks like Jemina wasn't as thrilled. She is romance-aspirated.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1153d76e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1153d76e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fooling around in the elevator piad off, and Jemina finds out she's pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d153da07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d153da07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santeri grows up. Now where did that black hair come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11556e39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11556e39.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santeri likes the ghosts, he is not at all distracted by sitting inside his great auntie's, Yasmin's ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1556fcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1556fcc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typical, Jemina is giving birth and her husband just snores in the background.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91557197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91557197.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A girl, Marilyn is born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11557139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11557139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh another girl, Carolyn! Great, the first twins in this family! And this time, with the proper last name.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91557d03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91557d03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carolyn becoming a toddler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1557db9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1557db9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marilyn also grows up, but that awful tux will have to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-20.html"&gt;Link to Part 20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114696431145692475?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114696431145692475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114696431145692475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696431145692475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696431145692475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-19.html' title='Part 19'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114696332234036229</id><published>2006-05-06T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:17:09.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 18</title><content type='html'>Currently three members in the household: Yasmin and her two nephews Joshua and Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91526e4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91526e4a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael asks the gardener Jemina to move in, and she says yes! Little did she know about the role she was about to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_31527f05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_31527f05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the new Jemina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1528296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1528296.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina realizes her stomach growing, totally unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_515282fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_515282fc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time for Yasmin to move on. She dies at the respectable age of 82 days.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5152832d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5152832d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I've come to collect YOU!" "Hey, don't point, it's rude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_115283e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_115283e3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cemetary in the backyard. In the far back are the founder Brian and his wife. Then their three sons Justin, Oscar and William. In front od Justin is his wife, Lulu, and in front of William is his wife, Taika. The next row is then Justin's and Lulu's daughters Brenda and Yasmin. In front of Brenda is her husband Roope. Completely in the side (on the right) is Kiia, who was Joshua's fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d1e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d1e8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jemina's time comes to give birth.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d24b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d24b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a beautiful boy! The name became Santeri Jantunen. Sadly, the boy got Jemina's last name, because the parents weren't married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5153d31e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5153d31e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael learned his lesson, and proposed to Jemina.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d3ea.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b153d3ea.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The couple created a new hobby, making out in the elevator. The elevator was primarily erected as a way to get quickly to the top of the look-out tower where the telescopes were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-19.html"&gt;Link to part 19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114696332234036229?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114696332234036229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114696332234036229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696332234036229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696332234036229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-18.html' title='Part 18'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114696209646943286</id><published>2006-05-06T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:14:41.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 17</title><content type='html'>At the moment there's only three members in the family; Yasmin and her two nephews, Joshua and Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_91524681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_91524681.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Michael will act as the heir this time, but which one would be most suitable for him? The gardener or the delivery girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_91524729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_91524729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael graduates. His aunt Yasmin is visiting. So far, Michael has eaten as much as 84 cheese sandwiches since he started counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91524bdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91524bdd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At home Michael dresses in an awful suit, and with his weight it looks hideous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91525026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91525026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua still dates the cute girl he met earlier, her name is Kiia Hakkarainen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_115250e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_115250e5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They seem to be hitting it along very well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1525219.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1525219.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So then Joshua pops the question and asks Kiia to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1525f63.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1525f63.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately Kiia gets sick from Michael's old cheese sandwiches and she keeps vomiting.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_115263d8.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_115263d8.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was clearly her destiny, to die suffering an awful illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_515264e6.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_515264e6.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh is devastated of his girlfriend's death. In the back is the delivery girl, who apparently is interested in Joshua, surveying her expression.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1526b20.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1526b20.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The brothers asleep on top of their cheese sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-18.html"&gt;Link to part 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114696209646943286?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114696209646943286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114696209646943286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696209646943286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114696209646943286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-17.html' title='Part 17'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114667119188136082</id><published>2006-05-03T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T17:56:01.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 16</title><content type='html'>The number of family members stays the same, only three sims remain. Yasmin and her two adult nephews, Joshua and Michael (currently at the university).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14ba1c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14ba1c8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh wants to be a famous chef like his aunt, and when leafing through wanted -ads he was hired to be a manager at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_514bb1a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_514bb1a0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh thought there was too quiet at the house with only two inhabitants so he started making a racket with a pan and a ladle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14bb1b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14bb1b8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin disliked the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14bb28c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14bb28c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oscar's ghost is very neat. The rumor about ghosts who died of flies would be cleaning is untrue in this case. The ghost, who should be cleaning (Maisa, died of flies), keeps turning on all the electric devices in the house, leaving the cleaning for Oscar, who died of old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_514bb321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_514bb321.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua was celebrating new year with a few friends. All the night during "the old year" there was this goofy father time waving his hourglass around in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_714bb3a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_714bb3a4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the happy celebration on the new year, Josh was scared to death by Oscar's ghost (who was cleaning the bathroom). Because Josh was lying in the doorway, Yasmin couldn't get to the Grim Reaper to plea for her nephew. All the guests crowded around the doorway.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_314bb410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_314bb410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father time had meanwhile been altered to the toddler of the new year. No-one was here to see the funny dancing baby cause everyone was crying in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_914bb504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_914bb504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day Yasmin phoned the Grim Reaper claiming her nephew back. She was willing to donate a huge amount of money to get her sister's son back.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_714bb54b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_714bb54b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua is vital for the story, because he is pleasure-aspirated, so he should be kept alive from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_114bb7dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_114bb7dd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily Josh was able to keep his job and soon he got to the top of the cooking career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-17.html"&gt;Link to part 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114667119188136082?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114667119188136082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114667119188136082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114667119188136082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114667119188136082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-16.html' title='Part 16'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666926765738424</id><published>2006-05-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:10:54.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 15</title><content type='html'>Currently living at the legacy-house is only Yasmin, and her two nephews are at the university. They rented a nice flat with the money they got from scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f147e863_b147e86d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f147e863_b147e86d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua is making friends and getting better grades by socializing with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f147e863_9147ea25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f147e863_9147ea25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone in a llama suit started pushing Josh around, so he just had to beat the hell out of the stranger. Josh is clearly following her mother's footsteps in beating up people at the university.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f147e863_f147f710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f147e863_f147f710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua and Michael make themselves known to the student's club their grandfather founded. Katerina is one of the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_f1497785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_f1497785.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the boys moved their belongings to the Hall student's club. Katerina and Viola are the same occupants who lived there already with the boy's grandfather and his brothers, now how weird is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_514979ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_514979ae.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael arranges lots of cheese sandwich parties for the other students. Michael is on the left, and beside him is his mother's cousin, Gwendolyn as an old woman. On the far right is the cute delivery girl we met earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_71497e82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_71497e82.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua goes out on a date with Kiia Hakkarainen. She has a pretty weird nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_51497fad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_51497fad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then again, she is otherwise tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_314981c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_314981c3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael gets to know the gardener at the Hall house. His roommate Katerina seems to be checking Michael out although she is happily engaged.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_114987a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_114987a7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh graduated with the grade 5 majoring arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_914b9fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_914b9fff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua moved back home while his brother had a few semesters left to study. Odd that Yasmin appears to be in the exact same position as she was when Michael left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-16.html"&gt;Link to part 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666926765738424?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666926765738424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666926765738424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666926765738424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666926765738424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-15.html' title='Part 15'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666740237313099</id><published>2006-05-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:05:44.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 14</title><content type='html'>The small family has only three members, aunt-Yasmin and two teenagers, Joshua and Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146faa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146faa4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the attic of the house are things that the sims don't need, also large quantities of elixir of life. There are no stairs to the attic, so the ghosts don't go there, but then again, neither do the sims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146fed0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146fed0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roope turned out to be a quite transparent ghost. His vampire teeth are showing through him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91470012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91470012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael was working on his last body skill point when he was scared by Justin's ghost. Luckily, Yasmin was there to save her sister's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_3147004b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_3147004b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael was absolutely astonished by this little episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f147054c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f147054c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, university? Here comes Joshua Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11470582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11470582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua will have to wait some time for his brother to accompany him in a dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14708da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b14708da.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael found a fascinating device in the backyard and inspected it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b147091b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b147091b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe that was not such a wise decision to stick your head in an unknown machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91470a05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91470a05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly all Michael wants to talk to his aunt about is cheese sandwiches. Michael loves to prepare cheese sandwiches and can't get enough of them!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71471ca8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71471ca8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin is seeing her beloved nephew off to university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-15.html"&gt;Link to part 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666740237313099?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666740237313099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666740237313099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666740237313099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666740237313099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-14.html' title='Part 14'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666638825663838</id><published>2006-05-03T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T08:15:14.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 13</title><content type='html'>Members of the family: the heiress Brenda, her sister, Yasmin and two sons Joshua and Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7146c0b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7146c0b5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda is becoming old. Luckily the former mouth stayed away. Watching is the entire family and a stranger behind Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5146c147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5146c147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin continues seeing Joonas the vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146c391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146c391.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda got frightened by several ghosts and in the end died of fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146c519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146c519.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The remaining family is very small, to boys Michael and Joshua with their aunt Yasmin. Michael is thinking about her late mother while Yas and Josh are enjoying themselves dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146ccf0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146ccf0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael becomes a teen in the bathroom. The dice gave him the aspiration of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7146d131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7146d131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda is a lovely pink ghost. She floated to her former bed and started hooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146d277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146d277.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin grows. She will be the first romance platinum grave on the lot.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146f92b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146f92b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin decided to change her appearance and be a more groovy aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146fa68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146fa68.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A guick peek at the house. In the middle is the living room, in the upper left corner the kitchen, and then three bedrooms and two toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146fa87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146fa87.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the junk is gathered in the front- and backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-14.html"&gt;Link to part 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666638825663838?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666638825663838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666638825663838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666638825663838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666638825663838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-13.html' title='Part 13'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666532727783160</id><published>2006-05-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:27:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12</title><content type='html'>The family: Brenda and her husband Roope, Brenda's sister Yasmin (the vampire), and Brenda's (and Roope's) two sons Joshua and Michael. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146b1c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146b1c6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin seems to be biting everyone she has ever dated. This poor victim is called Joonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146b221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146b221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin seems to enjoy her carefree nightlife. Yasmin flying as a bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146b27f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b146b27f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joonas doesn't like being a vampire, interpreting his face, anyway. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146b679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146b679.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin hypnotizes Roope and turns him into a vampire too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146b6a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146b6a8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A  vampire of the night with an afro wearing sunglasses? Very convincing!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146b964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146b964.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roope looks like he is enjoying his time in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146b9a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1146b9a0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Un)fortunately this was to become his end, sitting in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_5146b9d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_5146b9d5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roope's son, Joshua and his widow, Brenda weeping by his soot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146bda9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d146bda9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda got a point for maximizing all skills.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146be56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f146be56.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin thought her task as a vampire was accomplished and wanted to see the sunlight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-13.html"&gt;Link to Chapter 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666532727783160?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666532727783160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666532727783160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666532727783160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666532727783160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-12.html' title='Chapter 12'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666424924714476</id><published>2006-05-03T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:12:36.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11</title><content type='html'>At the moment the family: Heiress Brenda and her husband Roope, and their two boys Joshua and Michael. Then the boys' aunt, Yasmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11433c89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11433c89.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua keeps inteviewing every possible wife candidate. This delivery girl is pretty cute, but she does have blond hair, like everyone in the family!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_51433daa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_51433daa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Roope with his two sons, Michael and Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71434042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71434042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ha another promising NPC! This firewoman stopped by to put out a fire, and instantly this redhead  started chatting with Josh!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_114341fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_114341fd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A family photo. The whole family gathered to dine together. From the left, aunt Yasmin, Joshua, Roope (the father), Michael and Brenda (the mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91434259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91434259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh gets to know the firefighter better. Her name is Maura, and even her face looks pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d14344a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d14344a9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda got tired of her big mouth and decided to slightly modify her face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71434650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71434650.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roope finds out that Maura likes smelly sims, and Roope's boys are not into redheads. Well, maybe their feelings change.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_d143f28d_51456859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_d143f28d_51456859.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While playing with Gwendolyn (Brenda's ja Yasmin's cousin, remember?), she liked to mingle with vampires. Once at a party thrown by her, one vampire bit Yasmin. This was totally out of my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_d143f28d_91456880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_d143f28d_91456880.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet still it was a pleasant change of plans, since someone needs to die of sunlight. However, it will not be Yas, because of her platinum grave to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146b095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9146b095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One afternoon Michael brought a friend home from school. This girl is Ashley, who is the daughter of Gwendolyn. So these kids are related, but they don't recognize it. Their mothers are cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-12.html"&gt;Link to Chapter 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666424924714476?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666424924714476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666424924714476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666424924714476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666424924714476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-11.html' title='Chapter 11'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114666297592090892</id><published>2006-05-03T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:11:36.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10</title><content type='html'>Inhabitants at the house: The heiress Brenda and her husband Roope, their child, Joshua, and Brenda's sister Yasmin and their cousin, Gwendolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f14287f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f14287f1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roope changed his dull hair into an afro, Gwen sitting at the table in her underwear and Brenda is surprised that the next child is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11428c6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11428c6c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin accomplished her life-long want and achieved the post of a celebrity chef. Now she can meet as many ghosts as possible, because she won't need a shrink to cheer her up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71429926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71429926.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second baby is on the way, How about twins now?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_514299b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_514299b8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A boy again. This seems to be a curse that every generation is same-sexed. First was three boys, then three girls, now two boys. The cute baby was to be named Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11429c43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11429c43.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bit before becoming adult, Gwen leaves to go to the university. She won't be coming back to this house, but we'll still be hearing about her in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11432626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11432626.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael got his father's afro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71432cfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71432cfe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua growing up. Apparently her mother disapproves his choice of outfit, why else the sour face? The dice blessed Josh with a pleasure aspiration. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91432fce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91432fce.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look Michael, this is a finger! Brenda loves her boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_3143372d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_3143372d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael still has an afro when he grows up. Beside is his father Roope, who is working in the science career and in the back aunt-Yasmin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11433805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11433805.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh is helping the gardener with the weeds. Joshua's grandfather, Justin is leaving puddles as a ghost so the backyard is infested with thistles. Could this gardener be a good wife to the boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-11.html"&gt;Link to Chapter 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114666297592090892?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114666297592090892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114666297592090892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666297592090892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114666297592090892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-10.html' title='Chapter 10'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114665884516172864</id><published>2006-05-03T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:53:39.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 9</title><content type='html'>The occupants of the house: Brenda and Yasmin, their uncle William, the founder's son, Gwendolyn, Brenda's and Yasmin's cousin, and Brenda's son Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11409532.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11409532.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua grows up with the help of his mother's cousin Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_11409853.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_11409853.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda potty-training Joshua. This would probably be a great time to get married to Joshua's father, Roope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71427664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71427664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua is a pretty cute child in his blue pyjamas. In the background is his aunt Yasmin painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_31427895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_31427895.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda and her cousin Gwen are having a double date. Left is Gwen, and to the right her date, the newspaperboy and in the middle Joshua's parents Roope and Brenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1427e6f.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1427e6f.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As his brother did a few days earlier, William dies in the bathroom. William lived for 82 days and is now a knowledge platinum grave in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71427ec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71427ec5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A crowd in the bathroom, all the guests and family members grieving the beloved William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71428112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71428112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A big day for Brenda, she is getting married to Roope, the father of her child. Roope, as Brenda, is also knowledge-aspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1142819b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1142819b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda's mother Lulu decided to crash the party and scared her grandson, Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d142834e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d142834e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Yasmin hates the ghosts and needs to see a doctor. In the back, Brenda is in the bathroom with the door open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b142878c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b142878c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh no, another visit from the shrink. Seeing so many ghosts was just too much for Yas to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-10.html"&gt;Link to part 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114665884516172864?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114665884516172864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114665884516172864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665884516172864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665884516172864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-9.html' title='Part 9'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114665658502608130</id><published>2006-05-03T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:50:51.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 8</title><content type='html'>The family members: brothers Oscar and William, their wives Lulu and Taika, William and Taika have a daugter, Gwendolyn, and Lulu has two daughters (their father Justin died) Brenda (coming home from the university) and Yasmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_51388ff0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_51388ff0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin grew up only one day after Brenda had returned from the university. In the background, Brenda playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f138a2bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f138a2bc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole family celebrating Gwen's birthday. From the left: Taika, Lulu, William, Brenda and Yasmin. Only Oscar seems to be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_3138a380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_3138a380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to he dice, Gwen got stuck with being a romance sim. This sim will not be hanging around at this house for long, because she is so beautiful so she will get a chance to carry her genes on to the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1394f23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1394f23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, watching the coulds "paid off" and Taika got crushed by a satellite. Rest in peace, Taika, don't come haunting the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_113953c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_113953c5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda realized her stomach growing. On the wall is a picure of the main bloodline, all painted by Oscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1408959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b1408959.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lulu starved to death. That leaves the house with only five members. Brothers Oscar and William, and their brother's daughters Brenda and Yasmin, and the girls' cousin Gwendolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_31408b80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_31408b80.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda is in labor in her underwear. The fourth generation is welcomed to the house, a small boy, Joshua is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71408ef3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71408ef3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda fulfilled her dream and go to the top of the criminal career. Lifelong platinum mood, be welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_51409031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_51409031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gwen is mimicking her cousin's lidestyle and dates everyone she possibly can. Brenda seems to dislike Gwen's lying around.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1409170.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f1409170.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Death knocks on the door of the toilet, and it's time for Oscar to move on, bringing a popularity platinum grave on the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-9.html"&gt;Link to part 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114665658502608130?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114665658502608130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114665658502608130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665658502608130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665658502608130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-8.html' title='Part 8'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114665542535131449</id><published>2006-05-03T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:48:23.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 7</title><content type='html'>Now the family consists of: Two sons of the founder, William and Oscar, then Oscar's wife Lulu and her two children (with Justin) Brenda and Yasmin. Then William's wife Taika and their daughter, Gwendolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1304b17.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1304b17.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin, as a romantic girl, prefers to date everyone who she happens to meet. This is Sulevi, whom Yas brought with her from school. Poor Sulevi got dumped right after the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_71304fb1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_71304fb1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda decided it was time for her to leave to the university. She couldn't be uneducated because she wanted to be a good criminal. Yasmin wanted to throw a birthday party with her friends and dates. Even her uncle Oscar went wild dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_71305368_1130536d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_71305368_1130536d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda had become a beautiful young adult, and majored in literature at the Stenvall institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_71305368_913054ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_71305368_913054ca.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now she had the possibility to get to know the exterminator, Roope Liinamaa, who apparently enjoys women with make-up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_71305368_51305481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_71305368_51305481.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This couple seems to be made for each other. Roope is also pretty good looking.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_71305368_b1305a25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_71305368_b1305a25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On her first day at the dorm, Brenda kicked the ass of someone, who wanted to use her computer. This nasty fellow student just started insulting poor Brenda, untolerable!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_3133001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_3133001a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of her studies, Brenda moved to the student's club, which her father Justin had founded. The girls enjoyed playing poker late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1386761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1386761.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile back at home Taika became old. Those staple-jeans and a tight top are pretty hideous, but we'll let her have them for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_71387f57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_71387f57.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda held a graduation party with her friends.  She had got good grades and 15 friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_91388d19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_91388d19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At home, Lulu and Taika had started to watch clouds. Funny hobbies this family has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-8.html"&gt;Link to part 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114665542535131449?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114665542535131449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114665542535131449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665542535131449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114665542535131449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-7.html' title='Part 7'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114614659151259318</id><published>2006-04-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:45:30.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 6</title><content type='html'>Currently the inhabitants in the house are: The founder, Brian Hall, his two sons, William and Oscar, then his two grandaughters, Brenda and Yasmin, and their mother, Lulu. Last but not least is William's wife, Taika, who is pregnant.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_112c1fb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_112c1fb7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taika gives birth to a much waited beautiful girl, who gets the name Gwendolyn. In the back the horrified father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_112c2421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_112c2421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin gives his daughter Yasmin a great fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12c28c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12c28c6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls need to study to get a lot on scholarships. Brenda and Yasmin. In the back, their uncle William with his wife, Taika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d7920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d7920.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Grim Reaper comes to collect Brian for the second time. Luckily Brian has just had a chance to kiss his granddaughter Gwendolyn goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_912d7950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_912d7950.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something wrong with the hula girls? Brian is now the first platinum grave on the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_512d7bb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_512d7bb2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lulu becomes older. She fulfilled her dream about being a famous chef.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d81a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d81a9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every once in a while, it's good to post a family potrait. From the left: Taika, Yasmin, Willam, Oscar (in the front) and Brenda. Only Lulu is missing from the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12d86d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12d86d1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taika is very happy with her daughter, Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d9906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b12d9906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In his old days, Oscar fell in love with his brother's widow, Lulu, and they decided to get married. Apparently they prefer sitting on top of each other in the limo. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_912da7fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_912da7fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids of the house get along well, Left is Brenda, to the rigth her sister, Yasmin, and in the middle their cousin, Gwendolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/05/part-7.html"&gt;Link to part 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d1304b17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114614659151259318?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114614659151259318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114614659151259318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114614659151259318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114614659151259318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-6.html' title='Part 6'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114562463288179839</id><published>2006-04-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:43:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 5</title><content type='html'>So far, the family still includes the founder, Brian, his three sons, Justin, Oscar and William, Justin's wife, Lulu, William's wife, Taika and two children, Justin's and Lulu's girls, Brenda and Yasmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_312ac528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_312ac528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its time for Brenda to grow up. The dice gave her knowledge aspiration. Waching her growing are her grandfather (once back from the dead) and her green uncle, Oscar. Brenda wishes to become criminal genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_112ac720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_112ac720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda has a weird habit of levitating in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_512acf1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_512acf1e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin went for a swim, it was such a beautiful day. Unfortunately [whoops!] the stairs from the pool disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_712ad185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_712ad185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dark falls, and so falls Justin, exhausted from the day's swimming. Goodbye, Justin! [Consider this Justin's own fault because he wanted to have many grandchildren, which was NOT going to happen!]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_112b44b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_112b44b5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The youngest of the family is having nightmares. Little does she know yet that her father just drowned in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12b4fe0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12b4fe0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oscar is the first to age. Funny that Taika is playing pinball in her underwear with her husband's father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_112b5074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_112b5074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next in the order of getting older is William. All alone outside and what horrible swimwear he is wearing!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_912b5142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_912b5142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmin grows up. She is the first romance-aspirated sim in this household. Luckily she wishes  "the least romantic" lifelong want, to become a famous chef. [That should be easy!]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_912b5aae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_912b5aae.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls have scholarships for all the skills, now they need the pool and dancing ones. On the left is Yasmin, on the right, Brenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12c1637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d12c1637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh_oh, this was not expected, Taika feels her stomach growing! Right after Justin died, there is room for another family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-6.html"&gt;Link to part 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114562463288179839?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114562463288179839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114562463288179839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562463288179839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562463288179839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-5.html' title='Part 5'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114562346459359301</id><published>2006-04-21T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T06:05:58.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4</title><content type='html'>So far the family has one elder, five adults , one child and one toddler.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_90feac29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_90feac29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin has also ordered a helicopter ride to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50feb1e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50feb1e4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oscar has painted two pictures already of the main bloodline. First on the left, the legacy founder, Brian, then his son, Justin. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d0feb285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d0feb285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Superheroes Taika and Brian. Taika got a lifelong platinum mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_1100b1e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_1100b1e3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda and Yasmin are look-alikes. In the back is their mother, the chef Lulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_3100b090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_3100b090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William managed to study all his skills, so one point for that! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100a8be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100a8be.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lulu is going to play the piano, funnily, her penny jar is floating on her bust!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100b90c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100b90c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ghost ot the teen Niitty (electrolyzed by the reindeer at the uni, remenber?) is terrorising the family. [To my sorrow, someone broke her urn and then the stupid housekeeper cleaned that away later, so Niitty can't be resurrected, as I had planned.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100bc37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_7100bc37.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The typical pandemonium of the house. Someone has alighted the stove, and the two ghosts are wandering around.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9100adb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9100adb7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of the girls are big-mouthed, so the desicion of the heiress will be up to the dice when they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_9100ba46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_9100ba46.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Yasmin is scared of Niitty's ghost. She never even knew the person, only hearing vague stories that her father once knew the poor girl who was stupid enough to go petting an electric reindeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-5.html"&gt;Link to part 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114562346459359301?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114562346459359301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114562346459359301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562346459359301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562346459359301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-4.html' title='Part 4'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114562247849640260</id><published>2006-04-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T05:45:12.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of this third part, the family consists of the founder, Brian Hall, his three sons, Justin, Oscar and William. Then Justin's wife and their two daughters, Brenda and Yasmin, and the last member of the family is William's sort-of-girlfriend, Taika Laakso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_10fe8a70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_10fe8a70.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenda has grown to be a big-mouthed toddler. Her father, family-aspirated Justin is dazzled with Brenda's beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f0fe8c39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f0fe8c39.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taika is inquiring the way of transport that Oscar uses. Oscar works as the mayor of Simville and flies to the office with a copter, maybe in the future with some kind of an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe8e0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe8e0c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maisa's ghost gives Brian a fright. Luckily, Brian didn't die of the trauma seeing his wife as a purple transparent figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe8ed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe8ed4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lulu starts to interview possible husbands for her daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe8f96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe8f96.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin boasts with his stylish outfit and hairdo. Part of the job description of being an exorcist.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe97b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe97b0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William has been trying to get all his skills maximized. Sadly, he has become ill and tries to make a medicine that could cure him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe9af8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0fe9af8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dating couple, William and Taika kissed on the front yard, but a neighbor suddenly appeared and slapped William. Apparently she was Taika's secret lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe9c2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fe9c2b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding for William and Taika was held in the living room with a large number of family and friends. Taika would like to have a big family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_90fe9c6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_90fe9c6e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, this couple will not be able to have children, because the family size is already full, and Justin's daughters are heiresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fea244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50fea244.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The small girls, (on the left) Brenda and (on the right) Yasmin get along very well. Yasmin looks exactly like Brenda when she was a toddler. Their mother's big mouth is unfortunately a very dominant feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-4.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114562247849640260?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114562247849640260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114562247849640260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562247849640260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114562247849640260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-3.html' title='Part 3'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114557040495166137</id><published>2006-04-20T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T05:29:25.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>Nowadays there are seven inhabitants in the house. The founder, Brian, and his wife, Maisa. Their three sons, Justin, Oscar and William. And the boy's friend Taika, and Justin's wife Lulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maisa died because vicious flies attacked her while she was living with garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f11515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f11515.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William had a nervous breakdown due to the death of his mother, Maisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_50f11536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_50f11536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin and Lulu started to think about doing something else in bed besides sleep. Lulu's aspiration was popularity, and she wanted to become a celebrity cook. The third generation was on the way.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_d0f12866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_d0f12866.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful girl was born! The girl Brenda was named after her grandfather, Brian. The green man cheering in his swinsuit is Brenda's uncle Oscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_f0f0e0b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_f0f0e0b6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Halls had to build a slightly larger house, for the family was growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_70f8ecff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_70f8ecff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lulu decided, they needed to expand the family to the full limit, and the eighth family member was announcing her existence. The new baby was also a girl, Yasmin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_10f8f8ff.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_10f8f8ff.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maisa was a pretty ghost, with a purplish glow. She was always teasing the family. Flie-ghosts are supposed to clean the house, but Maisa was always turning on every single electric device in the house at night. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f8dfdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f8dfdb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was Brian's time to leave the earthly world. He wounded up as a platinum grave of family aspiration, because his three sons graduated from the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_90f11559.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_90f11559.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William was about to collapse again, so he decided to contact the Grim Reaper and find a way to get his father back from the dead. Luckily his brother Justin was working as an exorcist since he studied psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f8f86a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_30f8f86a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin met with an extermitator, Roope Liinamaa, who would make a good husband  for Justin's daughters Brenda or Yasmin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_30fe89ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_30fe89ba.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oscar got a promotion and became the mayor of Simville. Eternal platinum for him, so he can stay home and take care of the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-3.html"&gt;Link to part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114557040495166137?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114557040495166137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114557040495166137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114557040495166137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114557040495166137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26611133.post-114556739768702831</id><published>2006-04-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:13:56.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hall Legacy, PART 1</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a lonely man called Brian Hall. Brian had only a a few simoleons of money and an huge amount of land. Brian needed a wife with preferably some money, a house and the healthy sound of little feet pounding on the wooden floors. Brian had an aspiration of a large family and his greatest wish was that three of his children would graduate from the university.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_30d04d7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 341px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_30d04d7d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian bought the few necessities he thought he would desperately need. Only the gloomy bathroom was surrounded by walls. Now all we need to get started, is a beautiful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0d06031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0d06031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Brian found a lovely woman called Maisa Bäckman [my game is in Finnish, she is just a townie], who liked money. Soon the pair was happily married. Maisa brought only 5000 simoleons with her, weird though... Maisa was working on the business career and Brian had got a job as a police.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_70d06832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_70d06832.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon Maisa was pregnant, waiting for the first heir or heiress to this family. Brian got abducted by aliens and returned feeling quite nauseaus especially in the mornings. Suddenly his stomach grew alonside Maisa's. Maisa just thought Brian had been eating well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_90d19117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_90d19117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maisa gave birth to a son, Justin, and soon after that, Brian maneuvered a surprise by giving birth also to a boy, a green skinned Oscar. The Halls had already built a house for the family, though the residence still lacked windows, wall coverings and carpets. Maisa had a third boy, William, but unfortunately there aren't any pictures of the boys in their childhood or teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_90e1513b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_90e1513b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the three Hall boys went to the university as their father wished. They also approved two housemates, girls Taika Laakso and Niitty Tanjunen, to join their commune. In the picture are (from the left) Oscar, Taika,  Justin and William. Niitty never grew up, some kind of a bug perhaps, and she died after petting an electric reindeer in the yard. What a way to die, an electroshock from a reindeer!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_10dd4cdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_10dd4cdf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys and Taika spent all their long days painting pictures to get enough money to move to a great mansion on the campus area. Slowly social abilities descended; what could be foreseen, soon two social bunnies were cuddling with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_90e1285d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_90e1285d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While not painting, the boys actually studied. Justin's and Taikas's aspiration is family with a lifelong want to become a Super Hero. Oscar wants to become the mayor and hopes to be popular, and William aspires knowlegde and someday hopes to be a mad scinetist.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_10dd3eee_10e14edc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_10dd3eee_10e14edc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Help, my mouth is bubbling, Justin shouts into the phone. Justin is about to continue the legacy, so he needs many friends. He spent a lot of university time on the phone. Three boys founded a beautiful student's club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_90f11905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_90f11905.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After graduation, the three boys returned home with Taika and carrying Niitty's grave in the back pocket. Justin had earlier found a friend in the housekeeper, Lulu Harakka, and now they were to be wed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/1600/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0f109c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2707/2787/400/snapshot_f0cf0046_b0f109c7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maisa had (for some strange and unknown reason) moved in the small house in the backyard to live with mountains of trash. Due to the roach invasion (spreading from the crannies of the walls), Justin needed to see a shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/part-2.html"&gt;Link to part two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26611133-114556739768702831?l=suviksi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/feeds/114556739768702831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26611133&amp;postID=114556739768702831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114556739768702831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26611133/posts/default/114556739768702831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suviksi.blogspot.com/2006/04/hall-legacy-part-1.html' title='The Hall Legacy, PART 1'/><author><name>Suviksi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16108238937498801053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
