Cute as a Fretwerk

The image above represents who I am on the inside in avatar form.

I set up my easel in real life the other day and started on a new painting. I wear the same dress when I paint always. I'm extremely messy as I paint and used to ruin clothes because of it. Now I just wear one dress that has paint splattered here and there. It started with a big green blop about a year ago and I just decided this was my painting dress.

I really love pandora radio. If you haven't checked it out yet. I suggest you do. Your ears will thank you. www,.pandora.com <---there is the link homeys. Homies? I don't know.

Johnny Cash just came on my radio station. NICE. Laughing at the song. It's about him working for GM and stealing one part at a time because he wanted a long black Cadillac.
If you don't like  Johnny Cash....we might want to reevaluate our friendship.

Johnny Cash to the Offspring....welcome to my world.

Have you ever seen Death Becomes Her? The other day someone mentioned it on Plurk about it being on. Mom and I started talking about it and Dad chimed in that he had never seen it. Mom quickly pasted the IMDB website for the movie. I was looking at the picture and thought. I could recreate that in second life. So I mentioned it to them. Mom's a ginger in SL and I'm a blondie. Dad of course has every color hair imaginable. It was so fun to do. By far this is the best photo work I have done in SL. Here is the original cover of Death Becomes Her. This is my SL version called Death Becomes Pixel.

I'd like to do movie posters more often. Maybe even do them as a once a month thing on SCD (shopping cart disco). I will have to mention it to my luvins Kess the Best.



My itty bitty Cousin Rylie is a poop head. During our fam dinner before the tail gate party at the panthers stadium. Her and her goober friend decided to "decorate my room" when I went upstairs after they had left.There was paint and glitter EVERYWHERE! hehehe.

I got her back though. See... 

Yes that is an evil clown looking into her window. I'm a jackwagon..cause guess what..she is scared of clowns..not just evil ones but all of them. Way to go Abs...way to go. :D


Speaking of Uncle Rune, Rylie's Pops. He's been spending time with Dad's sister Portia. Someone...I'm not saying who. ME..ok I am saying who..thought they would make a good match. With Mom's help we got them to meet and they hit it off right away. Pats Mom and myself  on the back. HA.

Here is a picture I did of Uncle Rune and Auntie Portia on Pirate day.

Mom took some pictures as well. Afterwards while she was looking at them she realized something um off on the photo. 

Here it is

 We aren't sure what that is. It looks sorta ghost like. It's flat and statue like. This is no hoax. We are really curious as to what made that happen in the photo. I've even thought about IMing a Linden.

Pearl Baily is playing on my pandora now. See it picks music you would like. It knows me all to well. I have an eclectic taste in music. Who am I kidding. I have an eclectic taste in most everything.

Right before I was going to finish this blog I got a gift from my Uncle Rune and Auntie Portia. They know how big of a fan I am of robots and seen this lunch box and thought of me. I took a picture of it to show all of you.

Thank you so much.

You know I don't think this blog will be all that long. Lucky you.

The other day I brought a potential brother home for my parents to meet. I was at MAW "window shopping"  We decided to take a vote on whether we should go on trial. I said " All those in favor of him going on trial with us raise your hand."  Which preceded with this awkward picture.

                   

HAHAHA...I'm kidding. Here is what really happened.

Yep. His name is Dufus Mcbooger. But you can call him Sachy. He owns the store :[strip'd]. You can check it out by clicking on the advertisement on the right side of my blog.
He's nine months older than me..so we both are 16. That's called Irish twins. He fits in well with the family. I'm not sure that is a complement.

Falling Up

This blog is going to be so awkward. I've debated on whether to write about Sick and I at all. Plus I couldn't decided if I wanted to share the million pictures I took of us while we were together. Then when I got up today I decided that today was the day I was going to finish this blog and the pictures were going in here. I wanted to write a blog about Sick and had even mentioned it to him previously. So here goes. Prepare for awkwardness.


During the time he and I were together we did so much fun stuff in secondlife. He was like me. Up for anything. He would take the time out to find things for us to go do. He's friendship took  me out of a fog I had been since some rl stuff went down. He made me forget things for a moment and god if I didn't need that. He was easy to be around and kept things light.

We did a lot of things. We dressed up a few times and went dancing. I had remember this place called Flashdance. It has this really cool deco interior and the music is Ella Fitzgerald/Billie Holiday esque.

Sick plays SL Football for the Panthers. My Dad and Uncle Rusty are on his team as well.

Here is me and sick playing around in the weight room and on the field one night after a big win.

Night fishing by the moonlight

Hanging by the pool at sunset.

One of my favorite places as of to date in secondlife is Africa. Whoever built this is my hero. It's so beautiful. We had a great time there. It was a good find on Sicks part.

I'm just as clumsy in real life. 
Do you think he caught me?

And of course when Auntie Justice comes on, she takes us to a strip club. Sick worked that pool like he was a single mom putting herself through college.

Sick and Clover, my pet fox became best buddies while we were together. He called her his best friend. He joked with me about how she liked him more. The other day Clover asked me where her best friend was. (Yes she talks. In a virtual world. It can happen) I got sad and told her we weren't friends anymore.

Wonder why I suck so bad at relationships? I get the same complaints. They don't get enough alone time with me. That we are always around people. That I won't commit rl after only knowing them for a minute. That I'm not answering their IM's fast enough. That I won't be an open book about every single thing in my life within a few days of knowing them.

I get you want to bring me home to mom. That I'm that type of girl. I'm glad I am. But slow down. Pressure sucks. Give me a second to enjoy getting to know you and you getting to know me.

I'm not saying Sick had these exact complaints. And to be honest those aren't what broke us up. It was more someone.

This blog isn't just going to be about Sick and I.

I found this place called Everwilde. It's like my personality and brain found home. The collective group of semi misfits are my cup of tea. I love going to the events and get along so well with every one there. So if you see me plurk an event...you should definatly tp over there. It's worth it. Here are some pictures of the White Trash Bash and the Gender Bender Party.

So summer is over. I guess. Fall is coming. Not sure how I feel about that. Things are good with my sl parents as always. My Sl Aunties and Uncles are great too. The other night we had an impromptu Afro break dancing pyschodelic party at our house. Uncle Rune, Auntie Scar, Auntie Justice, Sick and I boogied the night away.

 

In other family news. We are sorta kinda looking for another sister or brother for me.
I know what I want. I want an older brother 17-early 20's and a younger sister age 9-12. I also want grandparents and my Mom said she would maybe like parents. :D

Oh and I think but am not sure that Harry might be talking to me again. Then again. Last we talked didn't end to well.

Also, When I log on today I will be starting my pledge week at sorority Alphatheta Phi. So if you see me this week. I will be wearing the same outfit. Ekk. It's one of the many things I will have to do during pledge week.

So that's that with a cat in a hat that eats till it gets fat.