Photoshoot 23

Did this for "Miss Essence of PurpleMoon 2013". Hey, I think my photography has improved!







(selected for contest entry)
(selected for contest entry)

Posted by Tashi Core

Just a thought.

Blogger's new user format seems a bit buggy and I have trouble writing up new posts. I threw a single word "test" (because I am polite), published the "test" post, and then reverted to draft so that I can edit and write. So if you checked in earlier and found no new post, it's Blogger's fault and not mine.

I am behaving like I have PMS. Oh right, I do. No wonder I have an urge to write.

And why Blogger change my ".com" to ".sg"??? Why must insist the whole world know I am from Singapore? WHY??? I am a Second Life avatar afterall mah, I want pretend to be more international, can?

Which, brings us irrelevantly to my topic today. A Singaporean acquaintance in SL told my not-so-new-by-now Singaporean friend that Singaporeans are so "straight" in SL and talking to them is like returning to RL. Therefore, he prefers not to mingle as much with our bunch.

He was just stating an observation and not being horrid. But dude, where do you want to escape to?

And why you think Singaporeans so "straight" that we are limited to RL har?

Hellooo, I am a vampire-lycan-hybrid and I breed prims that eat up all my lindens! I build houses and furniture! Or at least, I texture prims and link them together. Do you think I can ever be a carpenter in RL?

And...
Debbie is a glam-glam high-fashion model!
Redice is in my clan and have you seen how whacky her AV looks?
Derek builds cable cars and trains! (So jealous.)
Feng has his own bloodlines like me!
Thomaas roleplays Gor!

Whew~

I can't think of anything "straight" (other than sexual orientation but that is another story) or RL-like in our SLifes, thank you very much. Not scolding you hor, just pointing out that we have what you are looking for. If you simply don't like Singlish, I can recite the Tibetan alphabet. I am only not willing to be your Gorean slave though you can be mine.

"Strip and dance, you whore!" :D

At the end of the day, we can't run from who we are. Roleplay or not, our RL personalities and burdens seep in and determine what we choose to be in SL. I am not pointing fingers, just stating an observation too.

Posted by Tashi Core

Thank you!

I am blogging at lunch again.

As is typical of me, I didn't notice that my blog has hit 10000 views until days later. Thank you for reading my nonsenseattempts at writing, whoever you are! :D

I know I have not been blogging much of SL lately and I would really like to do so more often, but I doubt you want to keep reading about me gushing over an 8-traited kitten with mysterious everything! And a chiffon peacock egg! Woot woot, how cool are those?? Aside from breeding, I did some building too but was too lazy to take pictures. Still, come visit Coriander Cooperative! We have new stuff! (And pardon the mess. It happens.)

SL is as restful as it was meant to be, but RL is definitely more interesting right now. I am sitting calmly at my desk (shoeless again because transparent lizards can only traumatise me for so long), munching my lunch, sipping milk tea and listening out very calmly. Someone is literally losing it and screaming everybody's heads off in a meeting room nearby. Someone else has consulted a psychiatrist, contacted the security and activated an ambulance. Everyone lucky enough not to have to be trapped in the meeting is gathered outside the room, ready to spring. They have been ready for the past hour. Oh, I just wonder what is going to happen next. And whether it will disrupt my scheduled boring meeting with an external consultant later. I hope so.

Speaking of which, I better get back to work.

Posted by Tashi Core

NIGHTMARE UNDER MY FEET, LITERALLY

WARNING: This post is not for the weak-minded! Or anyone too imaginative. Please do not read if you belong to either group, or... I will not be responsible for your therapy. It is more than traumatic enough taking care of mine.

I am trying not to shiver right now.

Um, ok. So. Those who heard my whining knows that I've been under some crazy stress at RL work lately, though that's only the background and not the nightmare. I wouldn't be blogging if not for said nightmare because I would be absorbed in the 451358421 tasks that are physically and virtually burying my workdesk.

So. I was all over the place all morning and could finally take a breather wayyy after lunch hour. I had cake (again) and tea and I took off my shoes. It was as good a time as any time when I can finally sit down to catch up with some paperwork.

And my toes touched something cold and soft. It felt almost gooey. I didn't know what it was, but I was intuitive enough to feel chilled.

I really didn't want to look down. But it would be worse to live with something cold and possibly gooey at my feet, right? So I took a deep breath... it wasn't so bad at first glance. It was something silvery and silvery things shouldn't be so bad, right? I mean, I couldn't see it clearly because it was dark down there. I don't usually shine a lamp under my desk, apparently. And, but, I had to pick it up. Because whatever it was, I shouldn't live with something cold and silvery and possibly gooey at my feet, right?

It was one very dead and very mangled transparent lizard. The eyes were quashed to one side and both the hind legs were missing. One front leg was sticking out like it was grabbing desperately for help that obviously never arrived. (Why was it cold? And transparent???)

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS HAPPENING UNDER MY DESK???

I know I didn't step on it because it wasn't flattened. But I didn't roll my feet or shoes all over the floor too. Did I? :(

WHERE ARE THE HIND LEGS??? :[

I used a napkin to remove it and found some other... remains that were... not legs.

My fingers and feet are still chilled. I just hope the office vacumn cleaner is strong enough for... whatever I didn't find.

I think I wanna cry.

Posted by Tashi Core

It's about time to tell you again that I am still alive.

Ok, I am just bored. But life is worth celebrating. Just saying.

When you are buried under mountains of RL work, keeping your spirits up is an achievement that is cause for cheering. It may mean that you end up buying more cats in SL though. And birds. And trying to boink the wrong pixel species together. And exceeding prim limits. And sneaking around the internet during work hours to check out SL pictures.

But I have no pictures to show you until I get home from work. It's just lunch hour and I need to think about things that are far away from RL. I forgot to take my thumbdrive with me today, which is where I keep all my nonsense, including pictures and important work files. It doesn't explain why I am blogging now, but it will explain why an important work file won't be ready for my boss today. It's a good thing I've got so many deadlines my boss will either not remember or pretend not to remember.

Ok, I really came here to ramble, it seems. I better go eat something.

Posted by Tashi Core