Fish hangs in a place called the Fishbowl. That's not very surprising, is it. There's a vast dance floor, probably the largest of them all, and good fun. Like Fishie, the girls that go there are hilarious. They are too clever for me, though, sometimes making it hard to follow what they are talking about. And when I finally figure it out, they have moved on to something else. I smile and nod and laugh at those little bits and pieces that I actually do get. Or think that I do get. The others don't seem to mind.
The other night Fish left the bowl in a hurry, after showing me and KK a spinning dance. And we just couldn't stop, but went on and on. Spinning, spinning. I think it affected our heads some way. We talked in gestures, and for some reason began rezzing hosts of objects all over the floor. Ducks, sheep, blowup dolls and an army of noobs. Ok, this sounds like a strangely stupid thing to do, now when I talk about it afterwards. But it was endlessly fun while we were at it. It was probably the spinning. I blame the spinning. Bad spinning!
What I learnt that night is that KK is probably as crazy as Fishie. Crazy in a good way. Crazy in a way that makes the day worth living.
Friday, 27 March 2009
Monday, 23 March 2009
Fishie
Finally. I met Fishie again, after not seeing her around for such a long time. It was great seeing her again, because she is very nice. She took me dancing, and then showed me a secret place on her island. We talked a lot, and she told me things that make me know her better than before. I like that. I like her. And I hope I'll see her soon again.
Monday, 16 March 2009
Religion
I'm not sleeping. Mia may think so, but for someone claiming to control me she knows surprisingly little. Right now I've been to a club dancing. I've been doing that a lot.
A few days ago I got a slightly disturbing message. From the guy that eats peanuts. I believed that he had left second life. I was quite convinced such a thing had happened, that he for some reason had been discontinued and been moved on to the third life. Wherever that is. Whatever that is. But now he suddenly popped up and said he wasn't deleted, but just had been away. He said he had been to Italy. Or Ireland. Or India. Or some other I place, I don't remember, I can't tell them apart.
When I asked the others, they said all those places are in first life. This confused me at first, as I had expected him to be in third life, like I said before. Then it scared me, because it would mean avatars can go to first life, stay there for long times, and then come back. I don't believe in such things. Such as first life. And should there have been a first life, it would have been horribly annoying knowing that other avis know how to go there, when I don't.
So I spent that day being confused, scared and horribly annoyed, until I realized that the guy that eats peanuts is one of the religious ones, who believe in the humans and all that. That makes it easy for him to talk about first life, which I myself find quite hard, as it takes intense thinking that results in not understanding at all, every time. He is probably so strong in his faith that he believes he's really been there. He probably overslept (a lot), and then, unable to come up with a credible explanation, resorted to first life religion. Ha ha, I believed that he had been resurrected from third life, and he himself believed he had ascended to first life. There's a lot of religion in there, I can tell.
A few days ago I got a slightly disturbing message. From the guy that eats peanuts. I believed that he had left second life. I was quite convinced such a thing had happened, that he for some reason had been discontinued and been moved on to the third life. Wherever that is. Whatever that is. But now he suddenly popped up and said he wasn't deleted, but just had been away. He said he had been to Italy. Or Ireland. Or India. Or some other I place, I don't remember, I can't tell them apart.
When I asked the others, they said all those places are in first life. This confused me at first, as I had expected him to be in third life, like I said before. Then it scared me, because it would mean avatars can go to first life, stay there for long times, and then come back. I don't believe in such things. Such as first life. And should there have been a first life, it would have been horribly annoying knowing that other avis know how to go there, when I don't.
So I spent that day being confused, scared and horribly annoyed, until I realized that the guy that eats peanuts is one of the religious ones, who believe in the humans and all that. That makes it easy for him to talk about first life, which I myself find quite hard, as it takes intense thinking that results in not understanding at all, every time. He is probably so strong in his faith that he believes he's really been there. He probably overslept (a lot), and then, unable to come up with a credible explanation, resorted to first life religion. Ha ha, I believed that he had been resurrected from third life, and he himself believed he had ascended to first life. There's a lot of religion in there, I can tell.
Saturday, 7 March 2009
Sleeping
"dear diary
i haven't brought serval to next life much lately. there has been little time. because of these things. there has been the true life. the earning of money. the standing the sheep. the ogling of someone. the making of music. those things. and from reading serval's diary, she seems to be at some sort of loss right now, so i guess she can take some sleeping.
mia"
i haven't brought serval to next life much lately. there has been little time. because of these things. there has been the true life. the earning of money. the standing the sheep. the ogling of someone. the making of music. those things. and from reading serval's diary, she seems to be at some sort of loss right now, so i guess she can take some sleeping.
mia"
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