Day 247 – Hey, Procrastination! Nice to see you!

I went to bed early last night with grand plans for my day today. My body, however, had other ideas. It was one of those terrible “I’m uncomfortable and I don’t know why” nights that had me tossing and turning until almost 6am. Working off of four hours of sleep really doesn’t do me much good. I’m procrastinating a lot today. I should be finished with my photos and article for Second Style and I’m not. I should have gone to the gym. I should have cleaned the kitchen.

Instead, I hung out in the garden area of Earthstones.

247-365

I like Earthstones a lot, but they are not in my self imposed budget for furniture.

At least, not this month.

Oh. Someone is about to yell at me for not working on pics, so I better go. LOL

Advertisements

Day 190 – Procrastinatey!

I’m so fucked.

190-365

See, if I haven’t mentioned it, I’m one of the new Second Style magazine writers. I’m doing the Mini Guide feature. And well…article is due tomorrow. And I? I have done nothing except throw a bunch of sunglasses on the ground.

But! I work well on a deadline. Really. I do. I swear.

I will blame SL, though. Because look! My shadow textures got all jacked up!!

My shadows!

I had to relog. Which fixed the shadows. But then! Look!

Um...what?

I was missing part of my face! MY FACE!

A rebake fixed it.

And then, I got this float from a group and forgive me, I have no idea which group. LOL But it is full of fabulous. Unfortunately, I drove right off my photo platform and fell to the ground.

Yeah I am!

Okay…got to get something done.

Or I can just stand here in my bedroom dancing like I have been for the past couple of hours.

You know…whichever.

Day 110 – Jurassic Procrastination

I’m actually supposed to be finishing up my article for the March issue of VR Style, but I’m procrastinating. A lot. Normally I love to write and in my head, I have it written. But for some reason, this month I just can’t seem to do it. So, as I’m procrastinating, I decided to hop on over and chat with Emerald’s dinosaur.

110-365

Me: Hey Dinosaur, how’s it hanging?

Dino: Low and to the left.

Me: …

Dino: Ain’t nothin’ but a D Thang, babay!

Me: ….is this a bad time?

Dino: I’m sorry. I have a lot of time on my hands.

Me: No problem. Is it ok if I sit here? You’re not going to toss me in the air and eat me like those dogs do with biscuits, are you?

Dino: Nah. I do that, and the next thing that happens is my dino ass is back in inventory because we can’t find a place to live because no one wants a land owner eating dinosaur chillin’ on the roof. But if it’s eating you want…

Me: *sighs* Dinosaur.

Dino: Sorry, sorry. It’s just that there are no girl dinos out here and I forget my social skills.

Me: Quite understandable. So, Dinosaur, when exactly did the Tyrannosaurus Rexes live? Was it the Jurassic time period?

Dino: No, that’s a common misconception. I was down in the Cretaceous, yo.

Me: Oh wow, thanks for clearing that up! I’m still just going to say Jurassic for everything, though.

Dino: It’s ok. Most people do.

Me: So, Dinosaur, what do you think of the 2.0 Second Life viewer?

Dino: Computers aren’t actually my thing. They’re hard for me to use.

Me: Why is that?

Dino: Look at my arms.

Me: Oh…right…

Dino: …

Me: …

Dino: …so you smell nice.

Me: Thanks! Well, Dinosaur, I better get back to the other side of the island and finish my work.

Dino: You can come sit on my nose anytime, baby.

Me: …thanks? Oh, Dinosaur, do you have a name?

Dino: Well, my friends call me D-Man.

Me: Uh…

Dino: But my name is Eugene.

Me: Eugene??

Dino: Shhhh, keep it on the downlow.

Me: Right. No one will ever find out.

That’s when I got up and ran.

I really need to finish this article.