Back To Being Me Again

The past week has been the worst week of my second life. I can’t recall a time when I’ve been so angry in my life, real life or second. I’m noting this without details, because some events are not healthy to remember. It’s like surviving a terrible disease. An now that the disease has been overcome, it’s time to get back to being me again.

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Before the week got bad, I made an interesting real estate deal. What happened was, there are several factions competing for land (i.e. prims) at the sim where I have my garden. That competition became obvious during an land auction on Friday, where one 512sqm plot was bid up over L$15,000. I saw this as an opportunity to sell, and sold a 1024sqm plot to one of the Japanese themed factions. The sale didn’t impact my garden, but did mean getting rid of my prim infested home at the sim. A friend observed that one of the reasons that the sim lands have brought higher prices has proximity to my garden. I have actually seen land sales info that included phrases like, “Near Yordie’s Zen Garden”. /me smiles

And before the week got really, really bad, I decided to go for a sail on Sunday night. In the time I’ve owned my beautiful Trudeau Knockabout, Somebody’s Baby, I haven’t sailed her. So, late Sunday night I decided to take her out on a shakedown cruise.

My boat has been great for hanging out, but it was time for a sail.

Ok, in real life I’m a pretty good sailor, but SL has some special problems that I haven’t mastered yet. I knew this from past experience with other boats. Nonetheless, I cast off from the dock at Junkyard Blues and rather easily sailed out of the canal and into the open waters. The canal was right on a sim crossing and I was a little concerned about the sim crossing, so I stayed in the same sim and practice tacking and other maneuvers.

Things were going well but the controls were a bit sluggish, especially in letting out the sails on the port side. It didn’t seem to be a big issue, so I decided it was time to cross a sim boundary, and I did. OH MY! Rather quickly I realized that the boat was sailing away without me. Yes, I had fallen out of the boat! hehe

I used “sit” command to put me back into the boat (I think I was back), but things went form bad to worse. For one thing, I could only tack to the starboard side. And my controls were lagging so bad I couldn’t tell if they were working or not. To make matters much worse, I seemed to get caught in a wind that took the boat backward, a wind I couldn’t escape. When the boat began filling with water, I made desperate attempt to moor the boat, but was frozen and none of my keys were working.

The last I saw of my boat, it was taking on water, drifting off thru houses and trees and into a pixelated unknown without me. Sorry I couldn’t get any pictures. Anyway, the shakedown cruise of Somebody’s Baby seemed to portend the week to come.

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About Yordie

I'm an avatar in Second Life where I star as the heroine of a virtual fantasy life. In the real world, I'm writing my debut sci-fi novel.
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3 Responses to Back To Being Me Again

  1. Yordie Sands says:

    thanks Modeller… it's a great boat, just wish I could sail it without sinking… hehe

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  2. Anonymous says:

    Hey Yordie…. I got my life jacket and I am ready for a sail. I am looking forward to us taking the boat out soon. Hugs,LeLe

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