30-Day Song Challenge

I'm sure this did the rounds last year, maybe different challenges, dunno.

I didn't do it then and didn't now either. I find the number, the sequence in some way intimidating, know that there will be blank moments, things I won't want to share publicly (in that public among friends way) and that will offend the sequence and my sense of order.

However, HERE I am the inner me not the daily sensible me, HERE I can edit, HERE I can cherry-pick entries, so here are my selected entries.

Day 1 – Favourite song

I like lots of music, I like this one a lot, the words are very powerful and I have often said I could listen to Brian Molko sing the telephone directory. Placebo, Bright Lights.

Day 2 – Your least favorite song instant off switch

I'm not like the souls that want to throw CD's out of the car window, but this does make me get up/switch off/switch over.

Day 4 – A song that makes you sad

I love this song but find it very powerful, it always makes me well up. Cat Stevens, Father & Son

Day 5 – A song that reminds you of someone

I always say I like all music, except Country! Inevitably I met up with a fan, eventually I said, ok, explain to me what you “get” about all this and learned about the country/rock crossover strand. 

This song is NOT an example of that genre but a fun piece from that period of my life – try it :)

Day 6 – A song that reminds you of somewhere

Camden Market, Cyberdog, happy times. Darude - Sandstorm.

Day 7 – A song that reminds you of a certain event

1^st  boyfriend, yeah he dumped me :( Nilsson - Without You.

Day 9 – A song that you can dance to

Stones, of course – this is usually the point my feet start to itch although whether it's dancing is another matter. Stones - Jumpin' Jack Flash

Day 11 – A song from your favourite band

No such thing as too much Stones! Woo Wooooo

Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure.

Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love

I don't know anymore what people expect of me, but this was a fun night. Rammstein - Feuer Frei.

Day 15 – A song that describes you in one song.

Well, one SOME days.... 

Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play

Tried, transposed a score, laboured.... Mozart - Voi che sapete

Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty.

We all have our dark days, this hits the spot on mine. Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm No Good

Gripes....

I doubt that this will be read by any of the "ehem" target audience (and to the club/store owners on my friends list, this rant is NOT aimed at you) but......

1 Groups that have the ability to deselect group-chat-and-notices disabled and spam you with incessant blue boxes and inane drivel in chat (yes, re-opens afresh with each post after you've closed the chat pane). I'm in your group because I like your place, I know where you are and yes I DO appreciate knowing about events...but have some restraint!!!

2 Places that at some point you have subscribed to, little realising how often you would get mailings. I don't mean SL group joinings, they are easy! I mean the other kind, the kind that has an unsubscribe button tucked away on the 4th floor of some laggy location where you have to wade through treacle, stopping and waiting for the grey to colour up every few steps in case you miss the bloody unsubscribe button! I have spent the last 20 minutes in one - it's all dark purple and black with semi-transparent panels, re-setting to midday lighting changes nothing....and it's grown from 1 to 6 rabbit-warren floors Arrrgggghhhhh.

I'm on a mission this weekend to hunt down and unsubscribe each of these as they arise so, if I suddenly tp off, please excuse me - blame a blue box.

Party Time........

My friend Sus rezzed 2 years ago.
She met Evana on her Rez-day and they have been friends ever since, celebrating together each year.
I'm just home from this year's party.

Changes...but for the better?.....

I was online earlier at a point when few friends were around and decided to go wandering. You know the kind of time, look up old haunts, old landmarks.
I clicked on one of the places I like to go when I want somewhere pretty, peaceful and where I can just relax.
I got that ominous teleport cannot be completed message that either means the sim is down....or increasingly these days - gone.
I tried 3 times, then someone came online who could confirm my suspicions, yes that sim had gone.
Now here's the thing (and I don't want to identify the place as I don't want to seem critical to friends so I will speak in generalities) there have been 2 sims there for quite a long time, one is commercial - club, shops, lots of shops, densely covered, the other residential - beautiful, carefully-made buildings, nice landscape, places to just "be". 
You can guess which one went.
I'm told it was cost, Linden "pressure" was mentioned. Is this the shape of things to come? Everywhere a shopping mall? The places of beauty that we all have tucked away in our landmarks file disappearing? Where is the space for second life creativity in that?

Here and...the Other Place.....

My R/L home has some small windows, too small for normal window dressing, I solved this with some carefully swagged mini-drapes and was feeling pleased with the result.
I began to think they looked a little familiar.....
I had chosen the same solution when I had done my Linden home the 1st time - right down to the colour! 

Growing and Changing....

An unusual experience tonight.
Forgive me if I am light on the details and talk in generalities. Although I do realise a blog bares all to the world, I have never quite got to the "soul stripped bare" stage even behind an alternate identity and there are sensibilities to be considered, past and present.

I'm not sure where the beginning is -  tonight with coming home tired, or further back? 
Further back for context.
I came onto S/L (before Lacewing) to explore things in my head. Was I submissive? How deep did that go? To resolve some things that my R/L did not easily facilitate. Like many people I suspect, I anticipated a superficial experience.
In my 1st year on here, I  experienced growth in a great many ways, all unexpected, and going much deeper than I realised they would be.
I learned a sense of belonging in places I didn't expect to feel comfortable in, I had my thresholds and comfort zones with regard to my own actions gently and progressively challenged to the point where the walls I had built within and around myself that were inhibiting my personal growth were chipped away. 
I became someone who was fearless of circumstances and who could cope with most places and events. Eventually my "limits" became solely governed by my innate tastes and morality rather than a lifetime of learned and acquired inhibitions. 
I became free.

Fast forward.
Tonight there is a silks party at a club that I have been attached to in all it's rebuilds and forms in all of mine. My partner suggests we go.
It has to be said I'm tired after a long day. Not fall-asleep tired, just flat and weary tired. 
I dig out my silks.
Well, it's like R/L on the night of a party you haven't prepared for. None of them fit properly, all of them have other associations.
We go.
I suddenly feel vulnerable in an unexpected way and would not have gone in without my partner.
I'm sure I have walked naked in this club. I know most of the people in the club. I used to pole dance here. What has happened to me, in me?

Have I lost my nerve, regressed? Have I lost the freedom of that chipped-away wall? I don't think so. I think what I am seeing and feeling is the selective rebuilding of my personal low wall, the one that is not all-surrounding and built of inhibitions and someone else's legacy morality, but the one where I select the stones and place them. It's growth.

Freedom is not everything stripped away, it is choosing what pieces to put back.
I can bare all, I choose not to. I know this, tonight I feel it too.