A Typical Night in SL

As I stare at the blank text box, Amber walks across my keyboard, perhaps trying to make her own contribution to my blog. I open my pictures and edit a couple from last night to post this morning. I minimize my picture window. The ever-present blue bench (a borrowed pic) sets empty in the center of my desktop. My yahoo messenger pops up; Qz is awake!

I reflect on my conversations from last night...

It was very much a typical night. As soon as I logged on, osno IMed me and I was happy to talk to him. Of course, as soon as we started chatting Yug accidentally sent me an IM totally in French and Rosemary and Akshay IMed me as well just to check in. INKsters offered a writing event at 1800 SLT and Ballet Pixelle offered a performance at 1700 SLT. My mouth watered...but I needn't have considered either of them, because I got involved with helping someone : )

I was able to squeeze in a bit of conversation with Lost. As osno and I talked about his most recent issues, the HPI walkie talkie interrupted with a request for someone who speaks Portuguese. I asked osno and he agreed without hesitation to help. Lufpleh Obstreperous TPed us to the beach, where he and osno attempted to communicate with a Brazilian man.

osno and luf help ori

Apparently, they had some success, because he left, saying he would return with his girlfriend. Luf advised us to "run," so we TPed to a quiet place to chat privately until osno decided to go to bed.

Purple, who had IMed me in the middle of "helping," TPed me to shopping with herself and andree. andree and I left her to check some land he would like to buy. Purple allowed us to wander off and have a long heart-to-heart chat. She apparently left for bed and andree and I went to Savoy Jazz Club to dance for a bit until we went to bed.

Somewhere in the midst of all this, Spanish Speak in SL accosted me with people speaking totally Spanish. I don't remember signing up for that! Eric Millar sent me his latest creation. And, I was only able to snatch a small bit of chat with Cliff.

Amakusa must have been working very late or incommunicado, because didn't hear from him at all for two days. Perhaps he will return to his home today and we will be able to see each other tonight. Or it will be another typical night for me...