My eleventh rezz day came and I had no plans. I wasn’t even bothered by this, but when I was surprised with a shopping trip to the Frou Frou event I have to admit, I was fairly tickled. Sasy took me around and we pondered if her buying me this much lingerie meant she was my GF.
After a ridiculous yet wonderful spree, I dropped some furniture down at the new house and settled in for the night. I’d picked up the perfect lounging pajamas from Miss Chelsea – so I feel like this was a complete win overall.
I don’t have a lot of fears and phobias. In fact, I can assuredly say my list of these things is very short. But one thing that I struggle with is the horror show that is OCTOPUS. This creature of the sea is one of the few recurring childhood nightmares that I can recall. I’m told it’s probably because of 20,000 Leagues under the Sea. I have not bothered to watch this movie to verify this fact, however. If it is – I don’t want to know. Continue reading →
I often wonder who it is I should thank for my vagina these days.
Back before we had mesh bodies, it was always a moment of awkward pause when I would realize my friend Hart, who is a good friend AND a skinner, had actually seen me naked because he’d LITERALLY CREATED ALL MY NAUGHTY BITS. Continue reading →
I couldn’t decide what to wear for my New Year’s Eve. I wasn’t sure I was going to go out or not, you see. But it turned out my friend Putrid was out dancing while Oakley spun tunes and I couldn’t resist. Luckily I had put on “what if I go out” clothes before I logged out last time. Continue reading →