Chocolate and Auctions

Today I want to talk about two totally different and unrelated things, but I can’t help it, because for me they somehow mixed. I got confronted today with land-auctions in Second Life. A close friend of me, wanted to get the abandoned land next to my place, so we can be neighbors again.She informed Linden Labs and LL said thank you and set it up for auction. Since she had a late shift today, I was the one who had to deal with the actual bidding war. My nerves are blank now and totally raw. I was shaking like a leaf and so freaking nervous, that I had troubles to manage my mouse, since these things are online, like eBay. And I HATE eBay and would never use it, if it weren’t for the immediately-buy-button.

After four long hours of sweating, shivering and being a nervous wrack, I managed to get her the land with a super high bid in the last second. So YAY!


As amazing this moment was, as depressing it is, when you realise with whom you wanna share it, and that this someone doesn’t seem to want to talk with you or to spent time with you. It is a rather dull realisation, when you see, that the one you are dating, the one you haven’t seen in a couple of days, that this one, does rather something else, then to spent his time with you. My solution was chocolate. It is always there for me, and it never lets me wait!


Waiting Time

What is it about time? We feel we have not enough. It goes by slowly or super fast, sometimes it is as if it stands still. Time is a construct we made up, to measure the circles the earth makes around the sun. The weird thing is, that time is endless even though sometimes it is short.


This week, for me, it was both at the same time. All day long, time was slow, standing still, and when the time came, to meet someone, it was over, and more than ones, before it even begun.

People often say, the anticipation is half the pleasure, but what, if there is no pleasure at all in the end, and everything you get, is anticipation and waiting. In that constellation waiting is probably the worst part. One fills their time with nonsense, to not be just waiting, and also to be able to drop whatever one is doing immediately.


So what is it with people, who make you wait for them? And I don’t mean to wait for something special to happen, I mean to simply spent time with each other! I think, Coco Chanel was the one who said “Don’t spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door. ” And I think, with people who make you wait, it is the same thing.


For me, it ended in going to bed alone, and now, enjoying my afternoon tea, while I blog for you, and watch a movie with my brother. Because, HE doesn’t makes me wait.

Hay Harbor, an intimate view…

It took us several weeks to redo our place. Tho basically it was me doing the place and decoration, and Hera build the houses, the furniture we put down ourselfes, for sure. But i am very proud we are finally presentable, and i thought i would give you a walk through, of the two houses, and a bit of the outskirts.

We start with my lake-house-cottage-bavarian-country styled home.

Here some impressions of my porch, entrance, living room and kittchen. As you can see i am totally into gatcha-decorations and other unique or rare things for my place.

As we walk on, i show you my dining room, the room of Damien my son with slight view into his bathroom, my bathroom and the secret bedroom of mine. Like downstairs, i like it colorfull but try to keep it real. And i am messy and like to have my stuff all over the place.

Back outside, the highest of my cliff terraces complete with breakfast table, and my beach, still with summer setup.

Taking one of the rowboats to the other part of te island, we can walk up the cliff stairs and terraces, up to a small stone path to the small, cosy lodge of my neighbour Hera. She is the one building these georgous houses in blender. I just do the texturing.

Hidden behind some trees, in the middle of sweet wild flowers, her wooden lodge has three rooms, and a big porch. Here you can see all of them, including a small shot of her beach at the feet of the cliffs. I love the timber along the roof inside, i cant wait that she will finish doing mine.

Finally i will take you to the lighthouse that helps bypassing ships not to ran into the undepths of our place, and let you have the overall view onto our sweet parcel, right in the heart of sailors cove.

If you want to check out these pics in full size, Flickr always helps!