Too Much Stimulation for One Day?

Seafoam Teardrop (left) teaches HPI greeters with Aullere Ocello (right) and Aeon Perian (not pictured) assisting

I woke up this morning to the sound of rustling outside my OPEN window. [It is heavenly to sleep next to the open window.] TinTin (cat) and I rushed to see what was happening. Amber (queen of our cats) had caught another tiny bunny - darn cat instincts! I bolted out back and when she saw me, she dropped it. I grabbed her and dragged into the house. "BAD CAT!" I told her, even though I knew it was useless to scold her. The bunny seemed stunned but I didn't see any blood, so maybe he will be okay. Hoping the bunny would get away, we kept the cats inside for awhile.

Having resolved that, I sang "happy birthday" in a really annoying opera voice to Qz, which caused her to smile, a sight we don't often see. She has hit the typical teenage moodiness stage, a little later than expected but not as intense as I would have expected, considering she is my daughter. We have made plans to go to the Chinese buffet later.

Yesterday seemed like a very long day in SL and I felt every emotion one could feel. I spent the afternoon in classes at HPI. Happily, I was able to spend a chunk of time with Lost but - God bless his beautiful heart - I said the wrong thing again and we had to work that out. Later, we went to Venice to try the gondola, but as with my friend love the gondola kept disappearing. I am trashing that landmark! He was right; we needed to stick with dancing. We went to the jazz club and he kindly entertained me until 2:30 am his time.

strider and I met later and chatted about the complexities of virtual sex. We examined the instructions for his p**** and found there is no way to hide it under clothing and, reading about it on the xcite website, I found he will have to be ready to put it on at the time it will be used. I guess men have similar issues with their parts as women. It doesn't seem worth figuring out, but I may be one of the few who thinks that. My evening ended pleasantly; we were lounging at one of the meditation areas at Mary Lou.

I laughed and cried and nearly slapped a rude girl who was posing as a help person - overview of my day. I was even able to squeeze in a little chat with Mikus, as he waited for his date to arrive. But Andree and I had the worst timing and were only able to chat for a few moments. Maybe I will find him today. I have important things to discuss with Les. I hope to make it to poetry reading today. Such is my weekend in SL. Sometimes it makes me look forward to the quiet of weekdays, when I can be found sitting on a park bench with Les or lounging on the beach with Cliff.