I didn't even talk about it.

I promise I didn't stop blogging because of this. The truth is, I made this omg-what-did-I-do-what-will-I-do-why-did-I-even-think-of-it-I-must-be-out-of-my-mind-but-I-think-I-am-really-going-to-do-it sort of major RL decision last week and I blew my own mind off and went into some kind of a retarded state.

But that wasn't what I planned to talk about. The RL thing can come later when I am ready to tell, if I am ever going to be ready to tell. I was just saying that what I am going to talk about has nothing to do with the fact that I didn't blog for the past 2.5 weeks.

What was I talking about?

Oh, right. I had a stalker. Had, because I hope it is over and I don't want to have to do anything nastier. It is my usual style, if I have any style in the first place, to simply ignore people that irritate me in SL. I mean, why spare them the attention? I can't be bothered.

So, I was irritated by this guy. He picked my name from a group, IM-ed me and rubbed me wrong from our first conversation.

Because you know, you can totally chat someone up and demand to know their gender as your opening topic without first reading their profile. And defend yourself by saying that people lie in their profiles. So, yup. Since I lied in my profile, but you still "prefer to hear the lies straight from the horse's mouth" (thereby implying that I am a horse) (yes, I am quoting him directly), you shall have me there. I am really a man in disguise. I mean a horse.

Sorry horses, I am not the one insulting you. I actually think that you are honest and loyal. Oh, and men too. Some men anyway. ;p

Then you can proceed to demand for the RL age, occupation, marital status and number of children of your err, subject of friendliness. But you refuse to share anything about yourself when your questions are turned back at you.

When your victim of friendliness tries politely (yes, still polite) to end the conversation, you can ask for an email, get what you ask for, and doubt immediately that the email given to you is real. I am a horse/man (can't make up my mind) as well as a liar, so I am pretty sure the email I gave you was a fake. It is as good as fake anyway when I don't intend to reply yours.

3 unanswered emails and 3 unanswered IMs later and on one fine lovely day, dude found his way into my skybox. I swear I broke into cold sweat as I watched him pace about dangerously in one of my rooms. I just knew that once he discovered how to open that door, there would be NOTHING TO STOP HIM FROM CLIMBING OUT OF MY COMPUTER SCREEN. Since he didn't try to explain his intentions, I must be right! and he must have been very focused in trying to figure out where my screen was.

I did what any woman/horse would do in a panicked situation. When things came to a point where it was either fight or die, you fight. Or die. Obviously. So I right-clicked him and ejected.

I don't know how he found my place but I know it can be done if someone tries hard enough. When I was finally able to catch my breath, I gave him a warning and moved on. What else could I do?

I liked to think that my warning taught him something though. Because he actually asked for permission the next time he wanted to visit again. I didn't reply because I had fainted.

*I shall refrain from naming him here if I can help it. I was extremely irritated, but I am guessing that this is a very young boy who may eventually be able to learn better manners. I just do not have the patience and it is not my job to guide or teach him. I thought about it for a while and then decided to blog because I still want to let known that I will not continue to tolerate this. If he reads this, I hope he will "get" it and move on to better things. And be more polite to others in future.

Update on 20 Nov: He has disturbed others in the group. A bunch of us are starting to hang out recently and we gossipedupdated with our stories. The groupowner was among us today, so he is now banned. Lalala.

Posted by Tashi Core

And the Virgin Speaks.

*ahem*

Yeah right, me. :p

So the other day, when I told an acquaintance that I was never interested in getting me some cartoon romance and sex, he went, "What, you are a SL virgin?!" and laughed at me.

I started counting pixels in my head, trying to decide how to categorise each of them into virgin pixels or non-virgin ones. I do that whenever I think about virginity. In RL I count and categorise body cells.

And split them by percentage. Even out the probability, compute the sigma and draw a control chart. Ended up bashing Microsoft 2007.

Sorry, RL work confuses my life.

But being a freak is apparently not enough to make those SLex-seeking guys freak out.

My reply didn't come out right though. I said something like, "What is it about pixelated virginity?" I really meant the categorising, but it came out sounding like I was offended. I probably should be offended, but omg I was already sooo upset, you know. Because according to this dude, I have missed out on sooo much.

I mean, OMG LOOK AT WHAT I HAVE MISSED.

I have never tried to prove that I was duped and dumped in love, so that someone may decide to have SLex with me. (Yes, he sent me their chat log, just to convince me that he really got dumped. And therefore broke the LL TOS for SL users if it was a real log. Someone sue him please?) I don't know where the logic is that will help him get the SLex, but there you go.

I have never thrown myself at someone I had just met with all the glorious details of my oh-so-disastrous love story, so that someone may decide to have SLex with me. I still don't know where the logic is, but there you go.

And I have never attempted a loser mockery at someone who chose not to play along with me, so that someone may decide to have SLex with me. Seriously, someone explain this to me?

It was only the first day that I've met him and he is already showing me sooo much that I've missed out. I am sure that I will go on to discover A LOT more if I got to know him better. How am I ever going to erm, not fall behind??? *sobs*

...

I guess I shouldn't even have entertained him in the first place. But talking to him was fun(ny)... actually downright hilarious.

Needless to say, we didn't stay acquainted for long. *hint* I can be mean too.

Posted by Tashi Core

It probably doesn't concern anyone who bothers to read this blog.

I was born with a very bad temper. I put in a lot of effort to curb it. I learned humour. I learned patience. And I learned that although a good amount of wrath is sometimes needed to put things into place, I don't have to be angry when I deliver it. In fact, the ironic thing about anger is that letting it get into me actually makes me inefficient in delivering it effectively.

And how does all these apply to SL?

Well, you know who you are. But oh dear, maybe you are thick enough to not know? :p

I do have better things to do with my time, like spending it with better people or being a friendless bitch. Accept the truth and go get yourself some manners instead. Throw in some EQ if you can manage. And then brains. It helps.

Oh, linking it back to my bad-temper philosophy, I am not angry with you. I promise. Only slightly irritated. But you can try me again if you dare. :)

And yes, I am officially and publicly taunting you.

*hits the publish button and rofl*

Sometimes my humour makes no sense. :/

Posted by Tashi Core

Social Skills (because you never know when is it a bad time)

I don't know what people think about this. I do know that I am over-reacting here but in all honesty it would not have taken more effort to not irritate me.

Today, a friend suddenly sent me a curt message that goes "(Another friend) wants you to help me (run an errand). Call me." Full stop. No useful details.

Hello? I know both of you are my friends, but what? I am supposed to call you so that I can ask you for details to run an errand for you? So free ah?

Even if I am not already juggling 2165 things on my plate and not at work on a weekday like this one, I really rather spend any free time I have shopping in SL than run your errand. Yes, the truth is cruel. You can pick up your phone to key a text, but cannot be bothered to call? Then at least give me details in your stupid message.

And don't say that someone else is telling me to do something - for you, no less. Our friend suggested that I help because he knows it is convenient. He didn't give me what looked like a incomplete and insincere instruction from another person. In fact, he called me all the way from another country to explain what it is about. You? In the same country, with an existing phone line that will not charge you more for calling me up? WTH.

Ok, I am done ranting. You are still my friend. *sighs* Now I have to get back to work. Because yes, I do have about 2165 things to do and I am at work.

Posted by the Irritated Woman who is possibly having PMS

Cranky. And SSM2.

Ok, so I am done with my long National Day weekend. August is a busy busy month for me and I'll be quite tied up for the rest of the month unless I cheat. The last weekend was my only free one for the month and I'd pretty much exploited it with furniture shopping instead of tidying up this blog. So you'll be tortured with outdated posts for the rest of the month. :/

Over the weekend, some idiot materialised in my room while I was sorting new furniture.

SSM2: Hi

Me: yes?

SSM2: :-) Are you alone?

Me: yeah...?

SSM2: I am looking for sex. How can I get some?

Me: aren't you supposed to be next door?
(Cos really I had just login and did my usual environment scan and saw him hanging around the neighbour's. I swear I wasn't peeping at my neighbour having a threesome. :p)

SSM2: I decided to visit you.

Me: well, that is a shock. would have appreciated if you gave me a warning or asked my permission first.

SSM2: Lol, I'll give you a warning next time.

Me: *rolled my RL eyes and rezzed furniture all over the room*

SSM2: I decided to visit you.

Me: for what? Sex? no thank you.
*kept all furniture, including themy chair that he was sitting on without invitation*

Me: now you have your answer, you can go back.
*walked out of my room to try out the furniture in the lounge*

I would have ejected him if I had the permission rights. Snubbing him was a little fun but it was not enough to sooth all my irritation because it happened right in my home, my bedroom.

I agree that SL space need not be as personal as RL space, but we did bloody pay for that space and furniture - not to have someone intrude with such rudeness. Karen is now thinking of setting up a security orb and I was quite hoping that it wouldn't come to that. I don't mind if a stranger comes in with courtesy, I am open to new (and respectful) people. But I am not so sure now, maybe our space needs that protection.

Just a day before this, a noob walked past me when I was working stuff on the porch. And he suddenly turned around and opened my front door and walked into the house without saying a word to me. He was fast, he went upstairs into my room, out the balcony and was about to enter Karen's room before I managed to waylay him. I told him he shouldn't enter my house without greeting me first. He apologised and poofed. At least he wasn't offensive in interaction and I was more amused than irritated because I could give him benefit of doubt. It was still not nice of him.

And to avoid any misunderstanding, it turned out that the neighbour did not know SSM2 and was open to any kicking and banning that might have ensued. (I had to check, because Dro was going to have to help me take out SSM2, friend or no friend. I was rather relieved that there would be no love lost between them. :p) It was good that SSM2 left pretty fast.

Posted by Tashi Core

Maybe I deserve an award for pulling this off.

Ok, so I was shoe-hunting. Although I managed to get something already, I decided to go to Free Dove at the end just in case there were more options. Yep, I am a greedymeticulous like that.

Let's name him SSM1. (I suspect there will be more to come, and I shall name them all SSMs.)

SSM1 started talking to me the moment I landed at Free Dove.

You know guys, it is pure evil to interrupt a woman when she's shopping. It's the worst idea. It doesn't matter that you may be the most dazzling Prince Charming in the world, and it certainly doesn't matter if you arrive with a white horse.

Wait a second, I love horses. Can I buy that horse?

The point is, shopping to a woman is like sex to a man. If you don't like someone to butt in when you are having sex, you don't butt in on a shopping woman. It's the most inconsiderate thing to do. Get it?

But the polite damsel in me compelled me to answer him politely even though my mind was all about shoes, shoes and more shoes.

Then he asked me if I had SLex already.

I said no, I am not interested.

He said it's fine. But he knew of a nice beach to hang out in anyway. If I didn't mind joining him after I get my shoes?

Fine.

And the TP he sent me read "Seduction Game Sexy Beach for lovers".

I thought this was going nowhere good. But I was a busybodycurious, because I had never been to a beach in SL before. I mean, if things get really bad I can always TP away right?

So I accepted the TP.

It would have been a nice beach indeed, if not marred by artless posters of nekkid bodies all around.

It all started out fine. He wanted me to change into a bikini because we were going to relax in a steaming jacuzzi. That sounded fair.

And it looked innocent enough.

Except that my leg kept doing this.

It got quite irritating.
(Bad photo, I know. But hey look, I've gotten in a good backdrop!)

And our conversation went something like this:

SSM1: Don't you want to try SLex?

Me: No, I am really not interested. I didn't come to SL to look for SLex.

SSM1: Then what did you come here for?

Me: *rolling my RL eyes* Nothing. I just want to take a look.

And before I could type "I play internet games a lot" fast enough...

SSM1: So do you want to make money?

Me: *thinking this is going nowhere good again* I don't think it is so easy to make money in SL... I've heard.

SSM1: I am talking about L$.

Me: *and I'm not?* I don't see the need to earn L$. It is just a game to me.

SSM1: You can always convert the L$ to US$.

Me: I don't think it is easy to earn such money...

He suddenly jumped off the jacuzzi. And he wanted a massage.

The poseball at the massage bed read "massage", so I thought fine. I really didn't like the way I jumped on him but I swallowed that.

I was almost grateful when he said "And I have a good look at your nice tight a**", because it was a good cue for me to get offended and jump off.

I tried to sit in the rattan chair but it gave me a bloody obscene pose so I stood up again.

To appease me, he taught me how to take a cocktail and drink from it. And then our conversation went like this:

SSM1: Come on I have a good place we can go and cuddle. If you want I'll TP you.

Me: Nah, I am really not looking for such stuff here.

SSM1: That's fine. Do you want to pole dance for me?

Some people cannot read. Maybe they just cannot count. How many times did I say that I am not interested in SLex and I did not come to SL for SLex stuff?

Me: Sighs... I don't think so.

SSM1: Ok. It's fine, we will talk again.

He excused himself and I walked away in relief before he could TP off.

On my own, I explored the place a bit.

Those tasteless posters didn't bother so much when I was alone, so it was truly nicer than I gave it credit for.

I even spent some time camwhoringresting before I took off to seek my next exploit.


* SSM = SLex-Seeking Man.

Posted by Tashi Core