Tuesday, January 18, 2011

A basket of stones. A basket of shells.

Ann was on her medication and a bit out of it. Sometimes I worry about what she takes and the dosages. I often find it reassuring that Hechmet is there with her. Still I worry...
I also found out that another friend has lost their job because they made multiple bully complaints (I pressume against a supervisor).
My plans regarding Nassar and Simball have been waylaid since he logged and hasn't come back on.

A few more stones picked up along the road, but not exactly a burden unmanageable.

On a positive note, I received a personal confirmation that my theory about the finite nature of the harvest supplies in Avaria was correct.So I harvested another 20-30 bags of sand.
I also received a compliment on my lanterns.
I noticed that someone who had "left" SL more than a year ago now has a display name... which is a recently created option.

Hmmmmm....

Life's a beach, so gather a few shells as keepsakes to remember there's more to it than the sand that gets in your ass-crack.

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