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Hooray for the Sunday loophole . . .
Mar. 25th, 2007 06:48 pmSo you remember that bit about limiting the Internet for Lent? The one hour a day thing? Except Sundays?
Man, that's a lot harder to hold to when you're into Second Life.
I have adhered to it, though. The upshot is, though, I've been keeping websurfing to minimum so I can spend more of my hour in SL. So I haven't seen much of the internets beyond skimming my friends page.
Mr. TBH has gotten obsessed with learning how to build stuff in SL, and his obsession has rubbed off on me to a degree. I spent an evening at his place watching him build a halo. I've come across this place in SL called The Ivory Tower of Primitives ("primitives" or, more commonly, "prims" are the building blocks of Second Life objects) that has taught me all kinds of neat stuff about building that I didn't know before. And I'm only partway through it.
Meanwhile, in that thing we call reality . . . ( Adventures in Savannah )
Friday night (this past one) I went to The EARL to see Tiger! Tiger! play. They were the opener, so I figured I'd hang out and see if the other two bands were any good. One was called Rescue Mission, the other was called Bird. Both were very impressive. I met up with a guy named Tim that I knew in a previous life. We caught up on stuff--I told him about the condo I bought and he told me about the house he bought. I ended up going to his house and hanging out until the wee smalls, crashing on his futon and then hanging out some more until late afternoon.
He has one of the frogs from Rio mall. In his basement. That is so unbelievably cool.
Saturday night I was so worn out from staying up until dawn the night before that I crawled into bed at eight and stayed there until morning.
Sunday has been spent catching up on what's been happening in the wild world of the internets.
Off to meet the family at Fogo de Chao for large quantities of meat.
Today I took pleasure in going outdoors in a T-shirt.
Today I learned more neat stuff about building things in Second Life.
Man, that's a lot harder to hold to when you're into Second Life.
I have adhered to it, though. The upshot is, though, I've been keeping websurfing to minimum so I can spend more of my hour in SL. So I haven't seen much of the internets beyond skimming my friends page.
Mr. TBH has gotten obsessed with learning how to build stuff in SL, and his obsession has rubbed off on me to a degree. I spent an evening at his place watching him build a halo. I've come across this place in SL called The Ivory Tower of Primitives ("primitives" or, more commonly, "prims" are the building blocks of Second Life objects) that has taught me all kinds of neat stuff about building that I didn't know before. And I'm only partway through it.
Meanwhile, in that thing we call reality . . . ( Adventures in Savannah )
Friday night (this past one) I went to The EARL to see Tiger! Tiger! play. They were the opener, so I figured I'd hang out and see if the other two bands were any good. One was called Rescue Mission, the other was called Bird. Both were very impressive. I met up with a guy named Tim that I knew in a previous life. We caught up on stuff--I told him about the condo I bought and he told me about the house he bought. I ended up going to his house and hanging out until the wee smalls, crashing on his futon and then hanging out some more until late afternoon.
He has one of the frogs from Rio mall. In his basement. That is so unbelievably cool.
Saturday night I was so worn out from staying up until dawn the night before that I crawled into bed at eight and stayed there until morning.
Sunday has been spent catching up on what's been happening in the wild world of the internets.
Off to meet the family at Fogo de Chao for large quantities of meat.
Today I took pleasure in going outdoors in a T-shirt.
Today I learned more neat stuff about building things in Second Life.
