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So...
I've been wanting to get back into Second Life and so I've logged in a couple of times this weekend and hung out at Boots' Beach. I miss the place, mainly I miss the people I used to hang out with; Boots and Shawn, Jamie and Celty, Tarsh. I miss Tarsh the most. And my Vig, who because of RL issues, hasn't logged in either, in months and months. Its been months and months myself, I haven't really been around much since last September. Having Bigman (my son) here kind of eats into free time for messing about online.
But things didn't go so well in the end and now he's back with his mum and stepdad (they got married in January). I had some... well, lets just say, mental health issues... and I decided it wasn't a good situation for him to be here, seeing his dad in a state I didn't want him to see me in. So he went back and there are no more plans for him to be living with me long-term.
Which means more time for Second Life, if only I could get my arse into gear long enough to actually get motivated enough to do anything.
I have sold the old, big parcel of land and bought a 512m plot which I can keep without paying tier. A friend has bought the plot next door so we've kind of combined efforts so it looks like a coherent 1024m plot. His house, my garden. Nothing special, maybe I'll work on something a bit better in time.
When I logged in yesterday I found that I'd left my avatar in human form. I took one look, shook my head and switched back to the big blue horse. I sometimes think it would be nice to just be another sexy guy hanging out at the beach, but then I think "why?" Not like I'm looking for anyone. And besides, everyone knows the Herbster is a big blue horse. No-one would recognise me if I was human again.
And Vig is coming over again this year, at the end of June, for a bit longer this time. Things have been really hard for us both this year, him with work & study conflicts, working nights affecting his health. He forgets sometimes, that he's pushing 50 and not as fit as he used to be. And conflicts with his schedule and mine means I rarely catch him for more than 15 minutes, maybe 3-4 times a week if I'm REALLY lucky. But there's nothing we can do about it except wait.
I've been wanting to get back into Second Life and so I've logged in a couple of times this weekend and hung out at Boots' Beach. I miss the place, mainly I miss the people I used to hang out with; Boots and Shawn, Jamie and Celty, Tarsh. I miss Tarsh the most. And my Vig, who because of RL issues, hasn't logged in either, in months and months. Its been months and months myself, I haven't really been around much since last September. Having Bigman (my son) here kind of eats into free time for messing about online.
But things didn't go so well in the end and now he's back with his mum and stepdad (they got married in January). I had some... well, lets just say, mental health issues... and I decided it wasn't a good situation for him to be here, seeing his dad in a state I didn't want him to see me in. So he went back and there are no more plans for him to be living with me long-term.
Which means more time for Second Life, if only I could get my arse into gear long enough to actually get motivated enough to do anything.
I have sold the old, big parcel of land and bought a 512m plot which I can keep without paying tier. A friend has bought the plot next door so we've kind of combined efforts so it looks like a coherent 1024m plot. His house, my garden. Nothing special, maybe I'll work on something a bit better in time.
When I logged in yesterday I found that I'd left my avatar in human form. I took one look, shook my head and switched back to the big blue horse. I sometimes think it would be nice to just be another sexy guy hanging out at the beach, but then I think "why?" Not like I'm looking for anyone. And besides, everyone knows the Herbster is a big blue horse. No-one would recognise me if I was human again.
And Vig is coming over again this year, at the end of June, for a bit longer this time. Things have been really hard for us both this year, him with work & study conflicts, working nights affecting his health. He forgets sometimes, that he's pushing 50 and not as fit as he used to be. And conflicts with his schedule and mine means I rarely catch him for more than 15 minutes, maybe 3-4 times a week if I'm REALLY lucky. But there's nothing we can do about it except wait.