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Well my Second Life has become rather interesting with the recession and all I have picked up my dj hat again.  I started djing at a club I was managing but drama ensued and well I hate drama.

I am set to start at a new club soon as well as djing Lexxistential.  I have also been creating new homes, furniture and other items as well but not much income if no one is buying.

So what can you do but try to have a little fun while roaming the grid in search of the even more elusive L$s.  When you have a sim to pay for you gotta  do what you can to make those ends meet as well as make sure you are not shorting your real life funds in the process.  One can hope that things pick back up soon but it’s all just a matter of sit and wait.

In the meantime I will keep working for the weekend and having some fun.  All work and no play…..well you know the drill.

Here’s Loverboy:

Everyone’s watching, to see what you will do
Everyone’s looking at you, oh
Everyone’s wondering, will you come out tonight
Everyone’s trying to get it right, get it right

Everybody’s working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody’s goin’ off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

Everyone’s looking to see if it was you
Everyone wants you to come through
Everyone’s hoping it’ll all work out
Everyone’s waiting they’re holding out

Everybody’s working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody’s goin’ off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

(quick break)

You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

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Excess

Yeah long time no post.  Well have have previously established the fact that I am 1.) Lazy & 2.) Generally tend to blog when something either piques my interest or I see something unfuckingbelievable and feel compelled to share.  This would fall in the unfuckingbelievable catagory.

This post tends to ask the question when should something generally considered a good thing be considered to fucking much of a good thing.

With that statement I present exhibit A:

This lovely lady was captured by me at a PJ/Naked event at a club that shall remain as nameless as I intend to leave her.  My first thought was that it was just another SL glitch but seeing as this is not the first time I have run into an overly endowed lady, I saw it for what it truly was, prim tits.

Fist, what the bloody fucking hell do you need something that god awful big lounging around on your fucking chest for?!?

Second, what the hell kind of guy wants a chick with a chest that big that is not fucking afraid of suffocating in those massive mounds of flesh?!?

Jesus christ those damn things are bigger than most fucking heads!!

So gentle reader I ask you when does it become too fucking much and who the hell would want a chest that fucking big anyway?

Post at will.  I leave you with Tricky.

I believe in
Eye deceivin’
Bob ‘n weavin’
I can breathe in
Make a wish in
Flower fishing
Moving vibration
Mild relation
I’m jamaican on your radio station
Got a curse in
Could be worse in
You first
In a hearse in
Good as dead in
Nothing left in
Nothing left in
Some be heading
I need a head rest in
And a feed from a warm breast
A man making hits
With my child-bearing hips
Underground like
Who’s it sound like
You all sound the same
But you don’t know my name

I believe in people lying
I believe in people dying
I believe in people trying
I believe in people crying
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being

We all sound the same
You don’t know my name
Rearrange and
Things don’t change
Things remain
Feel the strain
Stress
Catch my breath
(There’ll be a new tale of)
Get some rest
(He and I)
From the mess
(In fact any time)
I couldn’t care less
(Every day)
Sugar cane
(Write fictional stories)
Is like smack to my vein
Shook fame
(If you want to)
But I don’t complain
(On the street)

I believe in different reasons
I believe in breath through seasons
I believe when snow flakes fall
I believe in buildings tall
I believe in people bombing
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe that’s why I’m running
Keep living
Keep living

You gotta ask
(There’ll be a new tale of)
Before he attacks
(He and I)
You got the flats
(In fact any time)
Dub my sacks
(Every day)
You’ve got the city
(Writing fictional stories)
Move out of the country
I’m scrunching
(If you want to)
Friends that are punchy
(On the street)

I believe in people falling
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe that’s why I’m running
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being
Keep living(X6)

~Excess~

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Nope not dead at all. Just haven’t felt like logging in. After a healthy dose of real life Second Life hasn’t seemed that appealing and well I haven’t much felt like being a people person. I am not saying that I am leaving Second Life just that I haven’t really felt like dealing with the drama that generally comes with logging into SL.

After the couple months I have had which I don’t feel like rehashing yet again ( those close to me know what happened), I have opted for the less drama-filled environment of Eve-Online.

I have been enjoying myself in a more relaxed yet exciting environment and running a corp with a few friends.

Other than that things have been rather peachy and busy. So no I am not dead yet. Just chilling in another metaverse.

Lexx

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What the hell is wrong with some of the men in SL?  Just what makes them think that any woman they talk to is just going to drop trou and fuck them?  Especially a woman who is taken or with someone else.

For instance it says blatantly on the front page of my profile in the section marked Partner that I have one thank you very much and I have seen several other women list their current beaus on the front page or in their picks.  I have done both if you are curious.

Anyhow I digress.

Ok so the typical convo goes like this (generally in IM so everyone doesn’t know what kind of ass he really is):

Joe Jagoff: Wow a woman who quotes Sun Tzu.  I am impressed and they fact that U R hot makes it even better.  Ok dickhead i know you read my profile so lets see where this goes but I think I know.  Lack of spelling means you have already lost points with me anyway.

Me:  Thank you yes I am well read and I appreciate your compliment.

JJ: YW So UR avie looks good too man you are HAWT  Now my eyes are rolling in my RL head because I am yet again proven right and his lack of spelling is starting to annoy me.

Me: Thank you again.  Might I point out that I never take my wedding ring off and it is JCNY so when I crash at clubs and rezz back in it poofs announcing the fact that I have a partner and this still does not deter Joe Jagoff.

JJ:  I would really like to get to know u some, i think UR pretty cool.  Do U want to go out? Do your really think you stand a chance pud boy?

Me: I am flattered but I am not available, I have an SL partner.

JJ: So?

Me: So I am not available for dates.  I am faithful.

The convo generally degrades from there with Jagoff finding a comfy spot on my Mute List.

So tell me this you random jagoffs.  Is it because your tiny pee brain can’t grasp the concept of virtual community that you think you are just that hot you can do what you want you pathetic excuse for a moral or immoral person?  Get your ass off the fucking computer and go find a real woman!!  I am here for two things to run my sim and chill with my friends who have brains bigger than their 2 inch dicks!

Ok so yeah that’s harsh but after dealing with that bullshit damn near daily it pisses me off.  So come on guys some of you have a clue the rest missed the clue bus by a mile so let me enlighten you.  Ladies don’t like guys that think with their peckers, try your brain moron.

Peace.

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My Opinion

Ok so I have an idea of what I like to see in a male. I am sure we all do. But when I am bored and tp into a club, a ladies only club looking for some hot guys and find this onstage, I start looking for another club.

First off whoever decided that oily skin was hot needs to be SHOT! It is NOT hot in fact it is rather disgusting. I will not get within 5 feet of a person with oily skin for fear that it might rub off and ruin the outfit I am wearing. Hey, it’s Second Life, anything is possible.

Second, there is buff and then there is oh my fucking god it’s the Hulk. This guy was the latter, enough said about that.

All I am saying guys is to keep it somewhat realistic. No woman is going to fuck you if you have legs that could crush their head or a 32 inch pecker. C’mon get real. Jeesh it’s not that hard.

Better Man

Now this guy definitely has it going on and well truth be told is the only reason I hung around. He is not too buff nor is he scawny and looking like he needs to be fed. For a designer like myself his a great guy to design for and hell he ain’t bad to watch either. ~evil grin~ So yeah, Sabbian Paine can shake his ass for me anytime.

You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Play on playette
Yo Dre, drop the verse

[Dr. Dre]
It’s going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got RB, collab’ creations
Bump like Acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn’t catch me ass out
Tell me who can stop when Dre making moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavour
With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers

Shorty in down, good Lord
Baby got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don’t play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can’t get her out of my mind
(what)
I think about the girl all the time

East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it’s no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As long as she’s got to have it
Baby, you’re a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win

[1] – I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
[Repeat 1 (3x)]

She’s got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound,
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching catichin’ villains is a no,
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve’s the words, spins the verbs
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
Rollin’ with the phatness
You don’t even know what the half is
You gotta pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way
I like the way you work it
Trumped tight, all day, every day
You’re blowing my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my ride

[Repeat 1 (4x)]

[2] – Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo, that girl looks good
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Play on, play on playette
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
You’re my kind of girl, no diggity
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey

[Queen Pen]
Cause thats my peeps and we row G
Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherf.. thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shortie
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring
We be’s the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain’t you getting bored with these fake ass broads
I shows and proves, no doubt, I be taking you, so
Please excuse, if I come across rude
That’s just me and that’s how the playettes got to be
Stay kicking game with a capital G
Axe the peoples on my block, I’m as real as can be
Word is bond, faking jacks never been my flavor
So, Teddy, pass the word to your nigga Chauncy
I be sitting in car, let’s say around 3:30
Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it’s no diggity
[Repeat 1 (4x)]

[Repeat 2]

Blackstreet

No Diggity

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Why??

Today I added to my list of random webpages, I created a myspace.  I have no fucking idea why I did but now I have one so deal with my pervasive internet cluttering.  You can view this sacrilege at http://www.myspace.com/thelexxangel

I have it now what the hell do I do with it?

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