Parties, parties and more parties. Ever since my RL grandmother turned 80, over a week ago, it seems I’ve been spending half my evenings in SL at SL Rez Parties!
I’ve never been to a rez party until last week and now, all of the suddenly, been to 3 already. I don’t even knew very well the rez “newbies” (aka: babies), but was invited nevertheless and I had fun. Each was different it their own way and all very nice to the rezday boy or girl. 
Eh, funny thing. I wonder when should I commemorate mine. I wonder if I will have anything to commemorate by then… hmm… I wonder a lot, I guess that’s why the Air Force didn’t wanted me in the first place.
But as I’ve said before in one of my first posts here, this is my 3rd incursion in to SL… which means that I had 3 different rez days (well, 4, taking in to account my following argumente). I guess I should just celebrate Petros’s rez day and be done with it, but that doesn’t feel to me like the real date, ‘cuz that wasn’t the day when I was trully rezzed in to this World.
You can come to SL to play a game. You can come out of sheer curiosity and leave out of appalling boredom. And you can innocently rez in this virtual world and suddenly realize, months later, that you can’t get out. THAT’s the day when you’re truly rezzed in here, on the day that you begin the journey that will get you addicted to this morphine of reality.
There’s caffeine in the real world (and other stuff that I don’t dwell on) … and then there’s SL. You just need to pick your drug !!
Mmm… guess that’s mine and anjali’s fault, hehehe. Ok, so now we’ll give you a couple of weeks off
Btw… you missed the date. You know, the one in which we’re supposed to celebrate your rezzday after all. I need to start scheduling for next year
right……. no chance of that happening, but thanks for the effort
Actual Rez Date , right… err.. let me check my records… hmmm… February, 26th of 2008. Yeah I think that’s the date I’ll be celebrating. Otherwise a rather (mostly) meaningless September, 25th of 2007.
Both dates noted
There is no such thing as a meaningless day – they all contributed for us being the way we are 
… so – sail away and find the true meaning of September 25th. All aboard ! (I can’t help sounding like a stweardess since last evening, arghhh)
LOL. yeah… though a pushy one
No meaningless days, eh? hmmm… I’ll have to remember that… but, yeah, that’s a poetic approach, “every little piece of your life will add up to One” !