Not dead? No.

Contrary to the actual appearance of this blog, I am still alive over here in my little corner–medium-sized corner?–of the internets.

What conspires to keep a random blogger down? Mostly, the fact that I spend a good portion of my day at work staring at a similar interface and don’t want to continue looking at it from the flip side. Also significant, the time I used to spend dorking around on the internet in general is now spent dorking around the internet in Second Life.

Constructing essays and editing content happen on a daily basis… I come home to rest and… build things. Buildings. Jewelry. Plants. Graveyards. I spent a recent laughter-filled Saturday afternoon–completely by myself in the real world–constructing a burlesque-themed nightclub (replete with rooftop roller-skating rink) with friends. We hosted a surprise birthday party there a few hours after the last prim was set in place.

It’s fun. And I’m not dead. Far from it.

Though I did jettison some dead weight (in the format of one now-VERY-ex boyfriend). I suppose it is a good sign that it still shocks me that people can reach their 30s… and yet still not be grown ups.

3 responses to “Not dead? No.”

  1. Mary Says:

    sorry C…

  2. Kat Says:

    you! it’s you! ;)
    I think they upped the official ‘grownup’ threshold to 45, anyways.

  3. KJ Says:

    50! 30 is the new 50! Augh there’s no way I’m a grown up, is there?

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