The Stuff in the Middle

I love our SL home. I really do. The pic above is of my avatar sitting in one of the streams that meanders through our land. The bridge, we came across on one of our explorations and had to run out and immediately buy it. The same thing with the log, which came with a bunch of sits and swims and a nifty running water sound. When I want to relax, this is where I go. Here or the dock that we have. Which is funny, because I'm usually one for sitting on the beach and watching the waves and while we have that part on our land, as well, I don't find myself heading in that direction very often. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that it's all the way at the end of the sim and I'm too lazy to fly or walk down to it. *shifts gaze to the side*

Away from home, it's not always that peaceful. My friends and I enjoy shooting things, sometimes even each other. Nick, I'm convinced, has nothing else on his mind, but devising ways to kill me or beat me up (although I was the one who may have suggested boxing). We're always finding new things to play with on SL and I think that's what I love most about it, apart from being away from the constant whining and griping and screwing people over that I found on The Other Site. On Second Life, it's so easy to get lost and to not have everything you might not like about certain sites staring you right in the face all the time. I'm ADD, so it's safe to safe that I can easily get distracted when there is actually something there worth distracting me.
Mind you, I've had drama on Second Life. I know it exists. Drama exists anywhere that humans are. It's one of those things that will simply come up, when you interact with other people. I'm a nip it in the bud kind of guy, though. Delete, block, move the fuck on. Unless it has a way of stalking you. Which, unfortunately, it sometimes does. There will always be idiots in the world. I'm just waiting on a law to pass that I can shoot them in the face like I do the zombies.