June 11th, 2007
Last night, I went Goth for a party at Solaris:
Unfortunately, I got called away from the computer and ended up missing half of it. I didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye 
I don’t want to get into talking too much about my First Life here, but it does affect my Second Life fairly drastically. Basically, I’m a carer, which prevents me from taking a job in FL and pretty much also in SL. I can’t commit to regular working hours. I can’t even commit to an event that’s happening in an hour’s time. Any camping spot that’s asking more than half an hour from me is a no-no. I can be IM-ing with a guy and know that the chances are I might have to go AFK, and that by the time I get back I’ll have been logged out. Hell, I rarely even have enough time to type AFK if I’m needed here.
So if you’re chatting with me and I go quiet without warning, it’s not the viewer’s fault, and it’s not your fault for being boring, it’s just that I’ve been summoned again.
I’m dancing in InPulz at the moment though. It’s Tattoo night but, alas, the freebie boxes were not overgenerous with the tats:
Labels: Clubbing, First Life, Second Life
