Breeding Contempt

I have succumbed to the breeding phenomenon that has exploded into SL.

My SL sis is an expert in all things breedable (and about to breed herself in SL hahaha!) She talks about her menagerie and I have been over to see her horsies, but I didn't really 'get it'.

All that changed when I first read about and then went to to take a look at KittyCatS.  I was prepared to check them out and to file them away under 'Pfffft I don't think so'

The hype around the release of these Cats has been huge.This has to be some of the best marketing I have seen in SL.

By one minute to Midnight on Sunday (the official release time) Kitty wannabe owners were almost tearing down the gates to get in, I wasn't one of them as one minute to midnight =one minute to eight on a Monday morning in the UK

                                                      

Today I brought home my first kitty little Noir, Luckily she is a black cat as she is going to need all the luck she can get with a mummy/owner like me.

I have to go now and do some crazy cat lady type activities.

There's a storm coming

I have tried and tried with Viewer 2, I have tried with Kirstens Viewer both of which kick me unceremoniously out the door often accompanied by the bsod (blue screen of death).

I have read blogs and  forums looking for reasons why I can't run either of them on a reasonable laptop besides which I really dislike the new interface it's cluttered and cumbersome.

There appears to be light at the end of the tunnel and I am really hoping that I will be able to run the new Firestorm Viewer when it's eventually released. Tonight I found this

I don't know what I think about the interface but it looks less cluttered than V2.

I wish I could say I want a V2 viewer for some techy reason but I can't  I want it for multiple tattoo's and the multiple clothing layers (yes I am just that vain)

Check out the link see what you think.

Let old aquaintance.............

The year end approaches and for me a time to reflect on the past year and to look forward to the new year with optimism and a positive attitude (hopefully)

2010 hasn't been the best year I ever had, there were two bereavements to deal with and my mother was diagnosed with a serious illness.

Which really puts into perspective how petty and really unimportant SL mini dramas and annoyances are.

We lose ourselves in the make believe world of SL, things that are really nothing become something and we forget how to be grown ups and become parodies of ourselves.

Until quite recently I have managed to avoid the drama llama culture of SL, I thought I was immune to it and could spot a 'situtation' and nip in in the bud before it manifested into the D word.

I was wrong and ended up smack bang in the middle of drama central. I would like to say I rose above it, but alas I did not. I wont go into the gory details here but suffice to say it's an old story and one that thrives in SL.

This was a post that I had to write today.When you wake up at 4am thinking about a situation which is happening in a CARTOON WORLD  then Oh My Gosh! it's really really time to draw a line under it.

Happy New Year.

Home alone

One of my oldest RL & SL friends Flick logged in last night for the first time in a very long time. It was so nice to 'see' her in SL again.

We had a great conversation which ranged from the really emotional RL stuff to the whereabouts of SL people we both used to know.

We talked about how difficult it is now to engage or meet new people in SL and even though there are a massive amount of people logged into the grid sometimes our IM boxes remain ominously silent. Where are all these people?  apart from the clubs where are they hiding?

Our avatars are roughly the same age, 3ish years and we reminisced fondly about our days as newbies in formal wear at Phatcats (is that still open? I will check).  Oh how busy we were.

I remember going to Phatcats with Miss Flicky both of us juggling multiple IM's and participating in a wicked funny conversation in local at the same time, we were busy busy popular girls *sighs.

Fast forward to last night, I had only my friend in my IM box, I was standing in a SL club she in a SL forest, no wicked funny local, no bombardment of IM's.

What I want to know is how and why this has happened? I have spoken to other people in world who relate similar things to me.

Do we become more anti social? do we become less interesting? I don't believe we do.

If anyone has any thoughts/solutions to this please let us know, I will be the one home alone on a pose stand adjusting prims and Flicky will be the one looking in her inventory for something to wear, while standing in an elven forest.

Game On..

I had an interesting day in SL today. I was at home minding my own business prim fiddling as usual when a friend of mine Lolly sent me a tp to go duck racing. I was total rubbish at it but I had a huge giggle, so Thank you Lolly. No ducks were harmed in the writing of this post :)

After the duck racing (well duck race losing in my case) I started playing Tiny Empires, and woot I love it so far I  haven't taken my eyes off the hud yet.

I am part of the Queendom of True Colors who are a very friendly bunch of people who made me feel right at home even though I had no clue what was happening at first.

I really needed something new to do and It's a way to meet new people too.

Thanks to Lolly and Sniffy for making me feel so welcome.

Faster than a speeding bullet (and more deadly)

I recently split with my partner greenie, a lot of awful things were said and me being me shot off like a speeding bullet crossed with a hurricane and deleted every mention of him I could lay my trembling little fingers on.

In hindsight this was wrong and a very hurtful thing to do to someone I care about.

This is not a ploy to make amends as I fear that ship has long sailed it is a public apology to greenfly. I was wrong honey I should not have gone off half cocked deleting things does not delete you from my head or my heart.

I really do wish you well and hope that one day we can be friends again.

It's a small world..........after all

First let me get that annoying song out of my head.

In RL I live quite a small life, work, home, family, blah blah and I kind of realised I also live a small live in SL too.

This is a rather unsettling thought, as I remember logging into SL and realising the scope of the place and how I could be looking at or doing something different most days.

Fast forward almost Three years and my Second life is as predictable as the First one.

I don't know how to end this post so I wont.

Back to RL I go.

Size doesn't matter (but of course it does)

Last night I logged in and as always I wanted to change clothes, to my complete HORROR my inventory was reading 11000-I blinked and looked again 11000k huh??

Where were my boots? Where was my beloved skin folder? this couldn't be happening to me.

I went straight to Google and typed in Where the £$!%^& has my inventory gone? (yes I am an expert Boolean string search type person) Google search brought up results such as:

• Good grief woman, they are not real boots
• Get a life you sad cow
• I saw a Linden selling your shoes on QVC

After spontaneously combusting and throwing myself around the room for several minutes I found a result about clearing your cache What!?!?! hadn't I lost enough cash without clearing more (note from Editor-Cache and Cash are not the same word you moron)

Sobbing uncontrollably I peeped back at Second Life, and followed the instructions to the letter, OK I was comfort eating a Magnum but apart from that it was to the LETTER!..I tell you.

I chewed my nails down to my knuckles waiting for my inventory to reload-the tension was too much and I collapsed face down onto my Magnum, a friendly psychiatric doctor was just passing by (how lucky was that?) and he recounted to me later I was twitching and calling out No! No!, Maitreya, Bax, Lelutka..don't leave me, I will be a good girl, no more bitching about lag or rezzing naked with a daffodil up my..well you get the picture.

After a quick wipe round my face with a tear sodden Magnum wrapper, I closed one eye and squinted with the other at my now loaded inventory anddddd Thank You Our Lady of Prim Toes it was all there, all my babies returned to me, and the glorious number of items??? nope I wont tell you that, never ask a lady her weight, age or inventory size.

Self Indulgent Post

Empty Arms

So many happy memories

I crave your indulgence, I need to wallow, to get come kind of closure (ick hate that expression).

Once upon a time in SL, I was in a very meaningful relationship with an amazing guy, 18months of loving and laughing, we explored our virtual world and we were happy. SL was our world, we lived together, we played together, we loved together.

But it ended, quite a while ago now and I have been half a person since then. He is never coming back, and I need to move on.

We had a favorite place in SL, it is where we had some of our most intimate and loving moments, a couple of days ago I went back for the first time and to say Goodbye finally to my sweetheart.

I wrote this while watching a very sad pixle girl wander about an empty sim.

Final Goodbye

Today I did something I thought I could or would never do again, I visited a very special place in Second Life.

For my love and I this was the most special place, a place where we laughed and shared and loved each other.

As I toured the sim, it broke my heart to see my pixel alter ego there alone.

Poignantly, Imagine by John Lennon was playing in the background I mourned for you and for what we had shared.

My tears flowed ,my throat ached and it felt like losing you all over again.

Our journey together lasted for Eighteen months and I will cherish and preserve those memories for ever.

I met you and I loved you. I miss you and I will always love you.

Goodbye my love, you made me a better person.

Ok now I am going to have a good cry and eat some chocolate.

Never can say Goodbye

Recently there seems to have been a mass exodus and pseudo exits from my friends and acquaintances in SL. Profiles have displayed elaborate goodbye speeches, proclaiming all manner of reasons for the big Goodbye. Some are really gone, some are gone for a wee while and others are back in world within a day/week never again to comment on their failed departure (and yet others probably back with a new persona)

Which begs the question-Is it easy to say a real goodbye to SL?

Deleting all software associated with connecting to the grid would physically stop us from connecting, but there is no software to disconnected our brains from the virtual world and as far as I know will power is still not available to buy in the supermarket.

So I continue to ponder and speculate if and when I go- which form my departure from SL will take.

Maybe this post should have been named Should I stay or I should I go?

Building work in progress

I am known for the height and thickness of the walls I put around myself in RL and SL.

Recently those walls began to show signs of weakness, the odd crumbling brick here and there, I didn't worry I thought the wall would still hold MISTAKE!!

Unexpected building work is taking place today, please wear a hard hat-sorry for any inconvenience this may cause-and pardon my dust.

Bank of Second Life

I logged in today with Lindens rattling in my pocket, and my shop till I drop personna firmily in place to find that the public transport had gone belly up, and I was unable to TP any bloody where.

Maybe this is a new savings scheme, hey don't TP out into the world stay at home and play guess what time my skirt will rez, don't spend your ill gotten gains in this world, save them for a rainy sim.

Thank you savings scheme of SL.

Moving

I am going to be moving from my little beach front haven, to share with my Sis, so far, we have a beach ball and our dogs rezzed, stylish I hear you say, uh huh!

They say that moving home can be one of the most stressful life events, I know that is in real life, but boy oh boy it turned out to be as stressful in SL too.

All the houses in my inventory were too big, sis had a teacup house (don't ask) you would think that between the two of us and with a combined SL age of 5 years we would be able to find a nice beach house in our over flowing inventories, well surprise, we couldn't.

I went to a sandbox to have a nervous breakdown and try to mod a house to fit, sis went shopping for a floaty white dress, as you can see we are both already pulling in the same direction.

I am logging off to dream about large houses and small land, something Freudian in there maybe.