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2007-04-10 - 3:51 a.m.

Addicted to Second Life? Who Me?

I think I've slept about 4 hours in the last 36. Been racking up the Lindens and getting the lay of the land in Second Life. I feel like I'm studying for a really fun exam. Except, there's no test. Boggles the mind, it does.

From my new pals, I've learned a little Dutch and German, been refreshed on some French, and met several very cool people. You'd be amazed at how authentic folks are in SL.

Us newbies are like toddlers running around, confused, dropping out of the sky, bumping into things...and enjoying every minute.

I have a (long) leg up since I've been researching this for awhile. I'm little miss helper.

I tweaked my appearance and I must say, I'm quite happy with the results so far. I'll have to upload a snapshot soon. Tall, thin, nice rack, reddish-short hair. Big green eyes.

I just took a close-up shot. (Sorry for the crappy crop job. I don't have any fancy editing software on this machine yet).

Let's test this out!



Are you ready to see the new me?



Presenting Azeri Zenovka, my alter ego, in Second Life:

I am hot, no?

I cannot tell you how much I love this particular pose. I want to do me. What did I do with that dildo from my inventory? *smirk*

And it's weird, because when I shut my eyes, everything is still swirling and flying.

I did manage to run a few errands in the big bad real world today. I was standing next to a guy at the Shell station counter and I wanted to click on him to read his profile and offer friendship. Heh.

I paid a bill, knitted a row on my scarf, and gobbled some numbies. When I wasn't feeling well, eating was a chore that drove me crazy. Now I'm craving everything. Note: When McDonald's nibs are fresh and hot, they're soooo tasty and worth the extra calories. But when you take a bite and realize it's been sitting there lukewarm, it seems like a crime to eat it. And back in the day, I don't remember Big Macs having so much goddamned lettuce. They're practically McLeafy Salads with small meat and bread chunks smothered in all that dribbly Thousand Island. Luckily, I adore Thousand Island. And I can't believe it took me years to figure out the "secret sauce." DUH. It was one of those friend-who-worked-at-McDonald's-in-high-school shockers. Ohhhhhhhh.

Let's not discuss the KFC cole slaw insider info.

In other groundbreaking news, I took the dogs out for their last walk around midnight. The grass was a bit frosty and as I shuffled down a small slope, I knew I should be careful not to slip with my tennis shoes.

And then I slipped. My left leg bent under me and I smacked down, stretching the fuck outta my thigh muscle. I think I twisted my knee a bit too (the knee that's still not quite right since I rolled out of bed a few months ago trying to dodge arrows from Nicole Kidman).

The dogs gave me that concerned/embarrassed look.

I know it's gonna hurt like a son of a bitch when I finally go to sleep and wake up again.

"Finally" being the keyword. How annoying that I must rest. At least I don't have to go to work in real life.

Well, my darlings, I'm off to pick money trees (yes, money DOES grow on trees in Second Life, and there are castles in the sky!). I have to use the money trees as much as I can because they're only for newbies (30 days or younger). Since I registered my account on 3/13, I'm practically all growns up there.

Oooof. So unlike my real life. ;)