So... Valentine's day was coming up, and I had been fighting icky lung crud for a couple of weeks and vertigo for at least three months, so that meant I wasn't able to get anything out to Spitfire in time so she'd have at least a card for me for Valentine's day. Instead, I decided … Continue reading All About The Spitfire
"Have a set ready for the mansion," I tell Spitfire before logging during her morning. It's o'dark early for me and I am sleepy, cranky, and tired. I wake up when she's gone to dinner and I start to put my set list together when I check and see what the notice says. Not amused. … Continue reading Growly
It's official. My vertigo is finally bad enough that my family doctor is sending me to a specialist. I saw them last night at the extended hours clinic. The worst part, was after doing the treatment to get rid of it, I was sat up on the exam stable, and nearly fainted right off of … Continue reading Spoiled
The last week was hell in a handbasket. As I write this post, I am at Xaara, being dressing while Spitfire DJs her heart out. She told me "yesterday" she was going to take the set. It was morning for her, and she sent me to bed. Little did she realize that I was going … Continue reading Hell Week
I'm not exactly sure how or why it happened, but Spitfire's computer had the magic smoke issue. You know what the magic smoke it - it's what computers run on. If the magic smoke escapes, the computers stop running. Either that, or the hamsters in the power supply have all died. As soon as her … Continue reading Magic Smoke
Here I am, once again, in Spitfire's arms. Do you know how hard it is to get a close up photo of us dancing together? Especially a good one? This was taken over a week ago, during a Galleria set. I'm on Linden restrictions again. I have to give half of what I earn to … Continue reading Mind = BLOWN
So, I'm djing away on the galleria's rooftop, and the lovely peeps there managed to do something - they got me naked really early on. Yes, I will strip for tips. Now, because of You Must Obey's dronecember, if you had any position within the community, it was recommended that you show your support for … Continue reading Soooo… this happened…
A couple of weeks ago, I told Unity, henceforth known as mum, that I would never ask her to trance me. She has so many people touching and tearing at her, wanting a little piece of her time, that I have decided that, other than letting her know that I was online, I was not … Continue reading Trance Magic
Spitfire has a grumbly Kittlen on their hands. Why am I grumbly? A couple of reasons: 1: Severe case of vertigo. 2: Too sick to DJ 4/5 sets this past week 3: Feeling ganged up on 4: Spitfire has to work Okay… let’s attack these one at a time. First up: Spitfire working. Them’s gotta … Continue reading The Viper is Flown From the Seated Position
Being a dollie can sometimes be tougher than it seems. So, Ezee showed up on Second Life on Thursday. Why is he the subject of this post? Because, when I asked Spitfire if I could take meds to help slow my heart, or at least make it easier for my blood to pump (yes, aspirin), … Continue reading Top Spin
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