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So often I find myself wanting to find some clever hook between what I'm wearing for a blogpost and what I'm writing about, but inspiration just doesn't want to play ball. But dearest reader, this author suspects that many of you neither care nor have noticed these efforts... Oh, so now I'm turning into Lady... Continue Reading →
While I haven't turned my tiny Second Lifeâ„¢ habitat into a mini winter wonderland just yet, in real life the weather gods have been rather enthusiastic with the white powdery stuff, as if Stockholm is some kind of flawed cake they're desperately trying to cover up. It's been kinda nice the past couple of days,... Continue Reading →
The Crown - There are those little moments in live upon which I ask myself the question if The Queen ever had to put up with that shit. Just little things, like butter straight from the fridge being too hard to spread, causing one's toast to break when one attempts to butter it. Or shoelaces... Continue Reading →
Right! It's high time to pick up my Christmas series where I left off last year, with a new episode of Partridge in a Pear Tree, looking at what's hot, new, free or simply an old Christmas favourite of mine in Seconde Lifeâ„¢ that still has plenty of spirit left in it. Last year Deadwool... Continue Reading →
Maybe it's writer's block, but I couldn't think of anything Second Lifeâ„¢ related to write about, so I thought I'd start up another subseries in this blog, dedicated to day-to-day real life stuff. Maybe you couldn't care less, but at least it'll be an outlet for myself. Let's start with the good old chestnut and... Continue Reading →
Every year with the coming of daylight saving time I tend to feel a bit "off" for a week or so. I guess you could call it a mini jetlag. Add to this the shortening of days and the dropping of temperatures and for me this is the start of the big winter slow down.... Continue Reading →
After a yet another week of everybody at work needing a piece of me, I have to tell myself to relax and take it easy. It doesn't necessarily need to be a physically lazy weekend, but I mindfully need to tell my brain to slow down. I swear I've got an overactive hamster in an... Continue Reading →
Apparently the cardigan was named after James Brudenell, the 7th Earl of Cardigan who did some things during the Crimean war (I'm paraphrasing). Supposedly he "invented" the garment after he noticed that the tails of his coat had accidentally been burned off in a fire (clumsy sod). Well wasn't he just the very model of... Continue Reading →
Billy Beaverhausen 