Sci-Fi and Fantasie Grid Wide Hunt… yeah right…

I’m not one to normally trash other people’s work… unless it really does annoy me, but this so called “Sci-Fi” and “Fantasie” Grid Wide Hunt… c’mon, you got to be kidding me!!!

Science fiction is a genre that involves (amongst many other things) the impact of scientific developments in society, which leads to such brilliant things as robots taking over Humanity, space ships, time-travel, aliens and so many other things…

Fantasy is even more broader (even Science fiction is a type of fantasy), though its generally used to coin a particular genre of fantastic medieval stories, ussualy involving dragons, fairies, knights, sorcerers and so on…

THIS hunt… well… it is Fiction alright… but not Science nor Fantasy.

Truth be told I’ve only been to 1/3 of the locations… so there’s hope an actual Sci-fi or Fantasy store may pop up… (Ok… I’ve seen 2 or 3 sort of sci-fi stores already … out of 30!!) But really… couldn’t they choose a PROPER name for a hunt instead of a misleading name?

*sigh*

With so many great fantasy & science fiction stores in SL… how did they come up with *these* … places? Seriously… It’s awful… avoid it. Unless you’re hunt addict and you have done ALL the other hunts going on this month…. and even so… hmmm, I’d give it a second thought.

So I’ve sayeth.

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PS: in case you still want to check it, you might want to check out Lexi Vargas blog, where he’s been compiling a hint list for this particulary hunt.

On SL Partnership Proposal Limitations

I claim to be a somewhat romantic person.

Of course that is open to discussion by those that suffer the consequences of my romanticism (or lack of it) so I won’t diddle about it much more then that. But asides from that small matter… one has tickled me for quite some time and I’ve been holding this thought in my mind for quite a bit.

In Second Life people can get partnered with another avatar.

Meaning something from being a casual couple, boyfriends, a couple, a married couple, fuck partner, soul mates, master/slave… heck, who knows what else? For me, it means that the other person is not just a friend anymore, it has grown way past that, and the two of us have become romantically involved… which in time can lead to share more and more things, living together and just let your imagination flow…

Anyway, my rant is about the process of asking for a Partnership in SL !

Sure, you can plan an all grand display of affection in-world for the big moment and ask your to-be partner the big question, or go for a intimate and felt display of emotion… either way, to make it official you need to inform (and pay a small amount) to Linden Labs so they can add the new information to both your profiles stating to the Metaverse that the two of you are now partners, for good or for worst !!

So… what goes wrong?

No, its not the amount you have to pay, its actually a quite symbolic payment you have to pay (10L$ each)… What goes wrong, and displays an apparent lack of romance flair from LL, is:

The amount of characters you can put in your partnership proposal !!

Yep. That’s true. You’re limited in space (and quite so I must add) to what you can say to your beloved one to ask her/him/it if they would like to partner with yourself. Having used that lovely form myself, that you need to fill in to become partners in Second Life, I’ve ended up battling with my own words and inspiration to find a way to say all that I wanted in such a crumpled little space.

I ended up just proposing with a teaser, and sending her a notecard with the full version later on.

It’s annoying to be cramped up in space when you wanna express your feelings. Feelings are hard to squeeze in to just a few words since they surpass simple words so easyly… maybe its just my verbosity, I dunno. I just can’t understand what’s the technical impairment of adding larger limits to a form that it is just used to send that very same text to the other persons’ email. C’mon…. it’s an e-mail, its not like you’re going to pay extra money for crossing the 1000 words per email… *mumbles a bit*

If not enough… you can’t access your proposal after sending it!!

GAH!!! Ok, maybe its just a pet peeve of mine, but I like to keep records of my things, things I wrote, things I’ve read and enjoyed, things with sentimental value… yeah, so I like to keep records of that, call me crazy. But noooo… you can’t access your proposal after hitting the send button. You DO get a lovely reply back (if your proposal is accepted, otherwise it might not be so lovely) from your loved one. And yes, that one I can safely keep in my email… but frankly: couldn’t they just add a tiny feature for you to recall it out too?

All I ask is:

• Increase the text space in the Partnership Proposal Form (we’re trying to propose for crying out loud!!)

and

• Don’t throw it to the trash (let us keep it for memory lane ! Please?)

Sincerely, one passionate SL Avatar

Rants on “Christmas”

I used to love Christmas when I was younger. I still think its a magical season though, don’t get me wrong… Sadly, or not (still trying to figure out that one), I’ve grown a little bit and have become an young adult with some ideas of my own, others a mix of other people’s that surround me, and others… I dunno, are just around for anyone to pluck them and use them as their own…

But the sad thing about this joyful season is that it’s only ONE magical day and only for a FEW people… when it should be a constant spirit ALL year long for EVERYONE …

Eh… Christmas no longer IS Christmas! I wonder if it ever was… will it ever be?…

*sigh*

Will love ever endure? Will justice ever survive? Will goodwill ever have any sucess? Peace… eh… right… peace…

I’m just bitter I guess. I love Christmas, I love all it stands for. I try, in my own meager way to do some of that… I know I can hardly do much of any significance… but I try… sometimes at least…

Then I just walk around and see the few running around in their mindless pursuit for gifts (yes, I’ve bought some gifts too), in a inflamed rush with serene Christmas song in the background … but their lyrics are just another adornment in the mall seasonal make-over… does anyone ever paid attention to them? What they mean? I wonder…

*takes a deep breath*

…

I think you only see the true spirit of Christmas the morning after…

Yeah, wake up early, and take a walk outside in the cold and look around to the nearly empty streets in the aftermath of this glorious season and you’ll find its true face. You’ll see where all people’s efforts were made, where they invested their time, where they love ends…

You’ll see it… Look around your street and you’ll find it all piled up in the same place… aye, the garbage bins… and the next day it’s business as usual… eh… so much for holiday spirit….

Yeah… I’m just ranting… I just wish I was still young and innocent, a believer, unaware of the tip of the iceberg… eh…

*sigh*

Anyway…

Wish you all a Merry Christmas to you all. May love be ever present in your lives, and may you share it will all those around you, not for a day, but for all days…

(and sorry about the rant)

I should still be on strike…

I should still be on strike, ‘cuz after all, after the appeasing responde from M Linden regarding the Open Sim situation, the masses seem to have settled… eh, let me laugh a bit…

Morons…

Frankly… did anyone actually read what Our illustrious and most excellent leader of the free Second World wrote?!?

Well, you can read the original version -here-

Or…

You can read the translations -here-

…

then we’ll talk some more…

reflections on changes…

I don’t like changes.

I don’t like the fact that I have to re-adjust my schedule to my new work entourage, having to share the equipment with other people, having to plan far ahead who does what and when, instead of letting it flow as it was. I don’t like the fact that it’s gonna cut down on my free time. I don’t like that its gonna cut off my time to do other things I like, pushing them only to an already filled weekend. I don’t like it.

I don’t like the fact that I don’t understand what’s going on. Either in my heart or in the people close to me. I don’t like it. I can’t do anything about it. But I don’t like it. It scares me. It scares me to get hurt again… but its an inevitability of life. Therefore it is irrational in a way… I don’t like anyway. I’m afraid to lose something I don’t own… and its a mixed feeling. Freedom or contention? I can see so many good arguments for both sides. I don’t like that… that nagging perk I have that keeps me seeing the great things from both sides…

I don’t like to admit it either. Admit that I’m not as people perceive me. I’m not that great after all. People just assumed I was. I’m not. I’m not a great Christian… I’m a pretty lousy one in fact, just a baby one at best. And I don’t like it. I need to change. To develop a more standing character. I don’t like to admit that. Because I have to get down on my knees and face what I am… No pretty words will make any difference when the time comes. What I AM… not what I DID. And I did plenty of good things. I don’t like to think they were all worthless. But they are. Though I had my share of bad as well…

I don’t like to ask for help either… Yet, I can’t do it on my own. And that bothers me.

I need to change and I don’t like it. I don’t like change. Change requires things that sting you. It hurts your pride! Yes, that thing I pretend so well not to have. It requires willpower to change. It requires strenght and goals to achieve. It requires effort.

I don’t like it…

I really don’t…

But I need to change some things…

I just hope I can find someone to help me change…

Night of the wandering fools

Just a night like so many others, just another day at work like so many others, just another day that the Lindens fiddled with their gadgets and jinxed a bunch of servers and users for a good two hours or more… and then the occasional teenager that slips in to the grid and writes all the garbage he/she can think of, probably delusional of his own level of amusement.

I managed to sit down and listen to an ignorant fool for over an hour babbling, in what they probably though was a clever and witty display of polyglot knowledge and random wisdom….. and all this with just a few mumbling words by me to keep it going and watch with a sort of twisted amusement as its facade crumbled in to pieces until there was no more silliness left to say but silence (which was the most intelligent thing I’ve heard from it). Oy…

Then there’s people with problems that can’t really express them, but you can feel them trough cold and void of nuances words… and I managed to make someone smile when all was dark. Thus be the beauty of this pixelized world of SecondLife… despite the distance, you can reach out and touch others…

And then there’s wicked plans plotted over a long time – betrayal in slow motion – meh… what a night…

it’s hard to work when nothing works

It’s hard to work when nothing works, even more after returning from your vacations and when your mind is still a thousand miles away from work. *sigh*

You find yourself all by yourself, no timecard to follow, no boss around, no colleagues either, nearly no soul in the vicinity of your lab… I mean, that’s not entirely bad, except that you really can’t do much when the network is down. You can pile up tons of things to do when it gets back up, but that’s not really a very good idea either. You can also get back to the bench and start an experiment… but that takes a whole day to do and with all the empty waiting spaces in between, inherent to the experiment process, without anything to do it can get quite boring… ahem…

And then you wonder… “when i get home, I’ll do all the things I’ve been planning to do all day long!”… but time just isnt’ enough to everything and alas I suck at multitasking, which only makes it all more frustrating and, generaly, doesn’t really helps ones’ mood.

ahhh…

*rant end*