One of the clever things about *The Sims* is that the behavior of the characters is actually contained in the objects in their environment. They walk by a refrigerator and it calls out to them to open it and make a sandwich.
So I'm heading to the kitchen to pick up our new video recorder and the cats are meowing by the cat dishes; I feed them and realize we're running out of catfood; I make a note to myself on the computer; then I need to go to the bathroom; then I notice the kitty litter needs changing.
What the hell? I was trying to pick up our new video recorder. And now I'm changing the kitty litter and don't even remember how I got there.
Shit, my life is *The Sims*.