As the only problem presently is running Second Life, the techie logged in.
In Riiki, where I was last night. At the trailer park.
Yup. Poor guy...Ferran was home. An eyewitness phone call to my office ensued...from Crow asking how I could be in game, yet at work. Crow messaged Ferran and said, it's not really Fiona it's a techie. Vang and Ferran perk up and begin *say it isn't so* to drop a few bricks on his head. Vang offers a commentary, which I understand was charming, on the relative sexiness of my AV, and also a little coaching on proper SL lingo. I even heard a rumor someone rezzed a couch and people began to lounge and enjoy the show. And then, to top it all off....Lost ported in and immediately attacked me with a chainsaw. Inbetween Crow was actually trying to explain what happens when I crash. I love my random lunatic family. Trying to picture the look on the man's face when someone showed up with a chainsaw and blood started spraying everywhere has had me giggling intermittently for over an hour.
So, boys and girls, if you see Fiona in game between now and seven, it isn't me. Feel free to chainsaw attack, drop an anvil on my head, or push me in the ocean. Heck, you can even use the Flip Toy on me. Maybe we can make a convert out of him or at least manage to crash my computer again when someone who can fix it is watching
And Merry Xmas, Happy Holidays, or just have a martini on me to the Indigo Crew and all my friends in game. Thanks for making me LMAO at a situation that was starting to get really farking annoying! 