I’ve been really conscious of my lack of blogging over the past few days. I’d gotten into a rhythm during the Avatar Blogger Crossfit Challenge, and I’ve been surprised to note that I’m missing blogging so frequently. Writing takes up a lot of time and of course I have to devote some of that to real life, but even so, it appears I had got into the daily habit and I was pining for it!
So last night I sat down and opened up Second Life to check my inventory and IM’s. I had a couple of blog-posts in mind and was going to start about writing them in earnest, when I spotted that I’d received a review package from Atelier Visconti, which really made me squeal with excitement. ( I did squeal actually, so much that ‘Jez’ shouted at me from his office down the hall!) My reaction though was pretty justified. Stephan Visconti makes bloody fantastic stuff, so the prospect of opening up a review box from him and seeing what was inside was a gloriously self-indulgent one indeed.
But alas, Second Life has a special talent for crashing your plans into a dirty heap upon the floor, and when I searched my inventory said package couldn’t be found. I spent ages, hunted high and low for it in a Morten Harket style, and even cleared cache and went through the whole rigmarole of re-loading my inventory. But the package had gone, leaving me pretty piddled off.
No matter. I was a Girl Guide in my youth after all, and I am all about ‘being prepared’. So I zoomed over to the main-store and thought I’d play about with the set in-situ, so at least I could blog it. There would be limitations alas (I wouldn’t be able to change the colour of the cushions, couldn’t position/take photos how I wanted to) BUT no biggy. I would do this creation justice!
Before I went to bed last night I sat down at my desk and wrote a few paragraphs and I was pretty pleased with what I had written. Sometimes when you’re writing something just clicks and a post feels really good. I was on a roll last night. My post was funny, I was enjoying writing it and I really was a girl on fire (In an Alicia Keys style, not due to a yeast infection.)
So imagine the expression upon my chops as I’ve just sat down to reopen my Word document to carry on writing my review and discovered that it’s gone. To say I look like a bulldog chewing a wasp is putting it mildly.
Well, let me elaborate, the document is there, but the four or five paragraphs I had written have disappeared. The page is blank. This vexes me. I am TERRIBLY vexed.
I’ve tried everything and realised that Mercury’s retrograde at the moment so I’m blaming that for my misfortune. I’ve cursed and yowled and would punt my PC out of the window if it wasn’t for the fact that I love it so much, but to say I’m annoyed is putting it bluntly.
Normal blogging service will therefore resume once I’ve calmed down a tad. It’ll take a few cups of tea and perhaps a chocolate biscuit, but I fully intend to blog ‘The Etienne Set’ by Atelier Visconti when I’m feeling a little more Kitty like!