What even...

Looking around at small, low prim, cheap parcels because I'm thinking about setting up a little photo studio. And this place is next to one of the places I checked out. I would definitely not use the ground level if I got this spot and they were my neighbors. I mean, what is even going on here?

Urf, still here!

Sorry I've been away from here for so long. >.< RL has been a bit stressful. My RL BF applied for a promotion and he got it, which is great news, BUT it's in another state. So we've been trying to figure out paying for the relocation, and trying to work with the relocation assistance his company says they'll provide, along with looking for a place to live and just.... sometimes I'm just too stressed out trying to prepare for this move to actual sit down and WRITE anything. But, things are slowly coming together and we should be headed out to Dallas-Fort Worth by mid-October.

Because I'm not sure when we'll get the internet hooked up then I've also been trying to bust my butt earning tier money to pay for my home and my lounge weeks in advance so I won't have to worry about them going away if I'm without internet for a week or so. We'll see how that goes. >.<

But while I was standing at Redlight earlier I did see this....interesting girl laying in the street. She's still there and sort of wiggling her butt back and forth a bit. I'm not entirely sure what she's doing. It looks like she's not sure how to complete a pushup so she's just....wiggling instead. I...I don't know.

I can't even pretend to understand myself sometimes.

[01:19] Slut FallenSlut Fallen humps your face.
[01:20] Ell Amaterasu: O_O gad dammn
[01:20] Slut FallenSlut Fallen implants her eggs in your nose.
[01:20] Ell Amaterasu: ROFL EWW
[01:20] Ell Amaterasu: I don't wantcha damn lady eggs in mah nose
[01:21] Slut FallenSlut Fallen duct tapes your nostrils shut.
[01:21] Slut Fallen: O.O
[01:22] Slut Fallen: Carry..... our children Ell.
[01:22] Slut FallenSlut Fallen dies.
[01:22] Ell Amaterasu: ROFLMFAO
[01:22] Ell Amaterasu: IN WHAT MY BRAIN?
[01:22] Slut FallenSlut Fallen comes back from the dead to gasp a raspy, "...yessssszz....", then dies again.
[01:23] Ell Amaterasu: Gurl when you went to dairy queen and they asked you if you wanted extra salt. You didn't say yes then give a wink did ja?
[01:24] Slut Fallen: I had burger king.
[01:24] Ell Amaterasu: LOL DID BURGER KING GIVE YOU SPECIAL SALT?
[01:24] Slut Fallen: I dunno what kinda icing was on the cinnabon dessert though

*head desk*

I was helping this guy decorate his giant sim sized manor, for FREE I might add, just because I like decorating. I was using items already in my inventory since he didn't give me any shopping money and I wasn't about to spend my money buying stuff for his house.

He's always kind of bugged me, especially when he tries to order me around like he knows me. But after I decorated 3 or so rooms for him, he just stopped talking to me at all. Which I didn't mind too much. I'd briefly considered going back to his manor and picking up my items, but I figured I'd leave them be since they were pretty much all C/M items.

Then tonight he decides he's ready to [ kind of? ] talk to me again. It's been at least a month, maybe more, since the last time I went to his manor.


[03:16] Decorating Impaired: what are you up to ?
[03:17] Slut Fallen: Checking out the new round of fameshed
[03:17] Decorating Impaired: huh ?
[03:17] Slut Fallen: a shopping thing
[03:17] Decorating Impaired: i need to finish decorating
[03:17] Slut Fallen: you still haven't finished?
[03:18] Decorating Impaired: you said you woudl help
[03:18] Decorating Impaired: I don't do it on my own
[03:18] Decorating Impaired:I get females tod o it
[03:18] Slut Fallen: I did! I worked on three or four rooms.
[03:18] Decorating Impaired: My place would looka  mesh
[03:18] Decorating Impaired: if I tried
[03:18] Decorating Impaired: lol
[03:19] Slut Fallen: I did several rooms. Then you just sorta stopped talking to me so I figured you were done decorating.
[03:21] Decorating Impaired: come here *He TPed into FaMeshed, landing right in front of me*
[03:21] Slut Fallen: where?
[03:21] Decorating Impaired: right next to you
[03:21] Slut Fallen: Im like, almnost right behind you.
[03:24] Decorating Impaired:c omming ? * I have no idea where he was. I was lagging bad so just camming around *
[03:27] Slut Fallen: Where?

And then I TPed home.

It's been about 20 minutes since then and he still hasn't told me where he had wanted me to go. Or maybe he was just trying to ask if I was having a shopping induced orgasm.

Comparison to...wut?

This guy tips me and my friend nearly 2k each, then ask for our rates. I don't even.... wut. And this is after he spent a good 20 minutes trying to make be mean to him and talking about forcing my friend to serve him and not caring about consent.

[03:32] Him: . I wouldn't hire either of you.. just from comparison..
[03:32] Him: . but you seem like sweet girls..
[03:32] Him: good night.
[03:33]  Ϯ ℒily ĸιттεн Ϯ : That's fine. I wouldn't hire you either ;)
[03:33] Him: .. :). and that's fine by me.
[03:33]  Ϯ ℒily ĸιттεн Ϯ : lol, have a good night :)

Mild Aggravation.

I was dancing at the club I work at this morning and this guy comes in and tips me. He sits down in a chair at the stage next to me, which was empty, because the chair directly in front of me was taken. When the person sitting there leaves I say to him in local that he can feel free to scoot over and sit closer now if he would like to. Keep in mind he'd already been tipping me and we'd already been talking. He and I joke back and forth a bit and then he moves over and sits with me.

Then I get an IM from the manager that was working there at the moment telling me not to tell people to sit with me.

Uhm. I didn't? He'd been tipping me so I just let him know that he could sit with me if he wanted to. And I see girls do this ALL the time. The owner, managers, everyone tells guys they are welcome to have a seat. It's not like I told him to come sit with me when he was just some random guy standing around. He was someone that was already tipping me and interacting with me and I simply let him know that he could sit with me instead of sitting at the empty stage if he wanted to.

I just replied to her and said "k" instead of trying to argue my point, because fuck it. Whatever. But it just got on my nerves a little bit that I got called out when I don't think I actually did anything wrong. That happens there though. I once got accused of copy/pasting emotes because, and I quote, "no one can type that fast." Bullshit. Just because you can't type 80wpm doesn't mean that no one can.

All in all I really do like the club I work at. But every once in a while something just irks me a bit.