I was hunting for something else I’d posted in another journal a bit ago, and stumbled on something else. It made me smile. It’s a journal entry I posted on September 10, 2007 in a livejournal community. And … geez. I can see myselfcaught between two worlds, wiht absoultely no inkling yet that I’d be leaving one for the other in days to come. At that point, I was struggling to keep my nightclub going and learning that to a lot of people, Second Life means never having to say ‘I flaked out on ya and I don’t care’. ANYway. I recall back then how I’d love to run to Babbage and how nice everyone was to a strange little vampire girl. Reposting that journal entry for amusement and nostalgia’s sake.

Been A While!

Life got busy for a while there, so I haven’t been peeking into second_lifers much. But I think I’m getting a handle on things again, and it feels good to read you all again!

I’ve gone back to some adventuring and exploring in SL, too – and I have to say I really, really, really love Babbage. I’ve hauled a friend in to explore with me and he thinks the place is amazing, too! We encountered a couple of builders this weekend, and both were very polite and happy to show us what they were creating. I also stumbled across some free goodies (a War of the Worlds longlegged warship! It doesn’t work, but it looks amazing and I can sit in it and pretend!) and while exploring an airship, I poked a bookshelf and got a big handful of digital Victorian books. I have a hard time staying away from Babbage. Being there just makes me feel so happy inside.

We’re still working to build a regular crowd in our nightclub, too (The Crypt, disturbing world, 96,174,25) but the three of us running the place keep having timezone problems. I’m in the US, the other two are in the UK and Bavaria. We’re trying to bring in some regular hosts to run events at various times, but so far only one has been any sort of reliable. One host simply stopped coming in at all, and when he was politely poked via IM to see if he was all right, we were promptly removed from his friends list. Yikes! I found that to be an uncalled for, abrupt way of quitting. We will continue trying to find a few more hosts so we don’t feel tied to staying in the club at all hours. More exploring time is definitely craved. I wanna go see the Greenies again soon too!

Something From My Past
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Lori Alden Holuta


Lori Alden Holuta lives between the cornfields of Mid-Michigan, where she grows vegetables and herbs when she’s not writing, editing, or playing games with a cat named Chives.


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