I wrote a huge post then blogger went POP and disappeared. Oh, woe is me. I'll try to re-write, but the thrill is gone (for me, and you never felt any thrill, so there we are).

I went to work yesterday, and that was all right despite the fact that I was rather low. Tiff was there and, since her car is the topic of the moment as it's breaking down in traffic and so on, I asked her how old the car would be now that she test-drove when we were on a jaunt. She laughed, "Old! It would be old by now!" About six years, I think. I said she'd saved so much by not buying it that she should rush out and buy a two-year-old replacement car immediately - which she agreed with. Then we left and I dropped her at the garage.

Got home, had some kind of graphics bug that compelled me to make a warrior-woman outfit for Osprey. I unnecessarily made Second Life crash twice as I lazily and profligately run SL and Photoshop and a webcam, etc., then with about 50 layers going, I get something like a virus update and CRASH poor Second Life, which has been invisible under Photoshop, bites the big one. I have SL open so I can preview incremental changes I make to the clothes - since lining up seams, matching colors, etc., is demanding. I literally wind up removing 3 offending pixels or what-have-you.
After finishing that I went to Navora and ran into Pirate and Tedd, who were doing their hunting on bicycles. Tedd showed me some amazing scripting/building projects he just made. We were talking when all of a sudden I saw it was past 2am -- how did THAT happen?
Had a jin shin appointment this morning -- Frank just returned from the Gallapagos Islands. I made him agitated by saying a blue-footed booby looks like a seagull -- he said, "That's like saying a pelican looks like a gull." I screamed (well, not really). We'd just been discussing my love of pelicans.

Came home, worked on a wee freelance thing, and an evil ID card thing for school. Went in Second Life and went skydiving and roller skating with Shan, who had just set up barrels for barrel-racing. Did more work, went back in for A SECOND ONLY to do something for my shop. Got wrapped up in various things with Pyp, Tedd, and Alex, including caveman-like clubs that smash down when you type "bam." We had a bamfest then I got off and did work again. Emailed the Cornell people, and Roseanne. Received an email from an art teacher who says she has Carmela, my Number One from two years ago, who was my student from when she was about 6 to 14, approximately. That was nice.


The Luo parrots are calling yooooo, Karan....