100WS @ Seanchai Library Tonight 7PM SLT
I'll be doing post-traumatic Christmas 100 word tales tonight at Seanchai Library at 7PM SLT.
The landmark is in my profile picks, and I'll send out a crap-o-gram when I get home from work.
(And, no, I won't be doing the Virgin Mary one tonight. I'll save that for tomorrow's regular Clocktree reading, okay?)
Marxie nailed it:
Also – and few people want to admit this publicly – Second Life attracts ‘broken’ people. I don’t mean this as an insult in any way, as I am absolutely one of the broken ones. Second Life gives many of us very crucial things which are lacking in our own lives. For some, it’s the ability to socialize in ways that are difficult or impossible in real life. For others, it provides a safe environment to explore facets of our inner selves. For others, it’s a canvas for the imagination. And yes, for many, it’s a way to engage in the safest form of consensual sexual expression. In Second Life, you can be anything that you want, and the vast majority of SL residents have shown that they want idealized manifestations of themselves – youthful and lively, attractive and successful. (Or furry and insatiable.)
(Or a rebuttal to Dante's seventh canyon of Hell.)
One more night to go:
And then I can recycle the pipes and tanks into something else.
Outdoor plumbing?
Heating and ventilation for everybody's home?
BBQ sauce taps for our bathtubs?
The imagination is your limit.
There's a Lauren gig today, but I've been writing stories instead of collecting any material up.
Plus, I've got Seanchai this evening.
I woke up at 4 this morning, tried to go back to sleep, and couldn't.
So when Seanchai rolls around, yeah, I'm going to be out of it if I don't take a nap at lunch and then another before the storytime. (I've put a calendar reminder and alarm in the iPhone.)
Enjoy, eh.
I went by World Market yesterday to pick up some stuff.
Now I have a nice big mug at work to make my oatmeal in.
Of course, World Market sends me another 10% off coupon in addition to all the in-store deals.
Do they just want me to live there and never leave?
Picked up a new stylus for my phone so I can wear my gloves while texting and changing tracks and playing WWF moves.
As if I'm ever outside when it's cold, right?
Diva's taking over Hope's part of the corner of Edloe, so she was wondering if horses wouldn't be too much of an impact on the land.
Nice to know, since Pooky The Flying Laghound was a 1ms sim-killing nightmare pet.
But a horse? Dunno. Let's find out.
Hrm. Doesn't seem like it wants to get up.
(Which sim is the glue factory on?)
As for NW Edloe, yeah, I'm surprised there wasn't much of a clamor for that spot.
Winter?
Economy?
Holidays?
Second Life is dying?
I'm a complete and total tyrant?
Eh, it's going to get settled by the end of the year, one way or the other.
I am the opposite of worried. Always works out.
The Five Islands Community Tree will be up on the mountain for the rest of the week.
Check it out... before I set it on fire!
One of my resolutions is to divert my bashing-and-flaming energies to snubbing-and-ignoring discipline.
It's not going to be easy, but I've got better things to write about.
My most productive days are a result of my blowing off the bullshit and exploring the strange things that lurk right around the corner... through the peephole... hiding under the rug...
Tequila got a kick out of this one.
Cool.
Any morning that begins with Bruwyn rolling over and letting me pet his two feet of tummy while he purrs happily is a good one.
Time to begin.
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