Ivanova Shostakovich

You wrote a book about folding proteins?

(… she said with an exclamation point) /me tickles you.

I'm writing a story. I've gotten to around 19000 words. It seems I have a complicative habit of writing hooks into my story that can force me to get ever more creative the more deeply into it I get. I've decided to call it ambition. We'll see if it's a good thing. Another of my habits has been repeating, under my breath, something I'd just said. This happened most often when I'd talk to myself, which is still quite often. I've never really known why I did it. Perhaps I'd been somehow mentally editing myself for future conversations. I wonder if it helped. I don't notice it much anymore, either because I stopped doing it, or it's become so ingrained it's like breathing. In live, face to face conversations, I can probably seem occasionally impatient. When I'm talking with someone who has a lot of 'um' and 'ahh' in their speech, or simply pauses, searching for a word or considering sentence composition, I will sometimes feel impatient, especially if it's a conversation in which I am very interested. There is the urge to helpfully supply suggest a word; to which I frequently succumb. I want to be helpful, but I know I'm walking a fine line between that and just being annoying, or insulting, and I can feel a part of my mind playing self-moderator when I do this.

I don't rp. I get to know people, connect, learn, and be better than I was.

You blithely talk about all these platform occurrences and baseless estimates, as if it's all ok, and as if it obviates any need you personally have to obtain permission to display for public consumption these copyright protected materials. It isn't and it doesn't.

If he's a Firestorm user, the setting of the hover adjustment will affect the height of all animations, whether standing, or sitting on furniture. Other viewers may also have the same setting.

Give it enough time. You’ll have fun AND suddenly find yourself struggling with deciding where to fit things. And then... you’ll have to move.

Awww! You DO look sad. 😢

How’s a girl supposed to keep her secrets?! 😁

This is an outfit I put together last week. I think these articles came from Uber, unless I forgot. You never know, because I clearly forgot to change stockings.

I've been juggling work, family, friendships, and this. Obviously, this has slipped quite a bit. After demoing quite a few new acquisitions I find myself wistfully sighing when I realize I've run out of time for photography. I have some time today. I think I could detect a hint of a theme at Collabor88.

Summer, I wish the best for you.

I have yet to tick that little "appear offline" box. I do occasionally set an "away" or "busy" status if I am immersed in an intensive project, or personal interaction. I like @LittleMe Jewell's tip about sending an auto response rather than setting busy status so as to avoid delivery issues. I'm fairly open myself, even though I'm an introvert. If you find me confusing, it's ok to tell me so. With regards to my friends list, there are some with whom I even share my location on the map, depending on the relationship, how long I've known them, and a whole host of other, more nebulous factors you could collectively call intuition. I can't say I've ever been overly pestered by any of them. Those that do come by always knock on the door, or perhaps take my car out for a spin up the Eiffel Tower (But she's always returned it fueled and washed). As I call myself friend to all these people, it bears mentioning that if I even notice that someone is hiding their online status from me, I'm going to assume they have a good reason for it that has very little to do with me. I have people on my list from way back, friends who haven't logged in for years, and whom I'm fairly certain never will again. But I keep those names there. I had fun with these people, and the memories are fond ones. It's a nice feeling to see them in the list.

On two occasions now, while shopping around fashion event locations, I've been given "gift" objects by VERY new accounts. The names of the accounts follow the convention of namenamegiftXXX.resident. I was immediately suspicious and, wanting to test one of these objects, I first gave it to a skint alt. Then I logged in the alt and took her to a sandbox that had scripts disabled. I rezzed the object on the ground. I had to highlight transparent objects because it was transparent. It sat there, on the ground, doing nothing. It contained a script which could not run in that sandbox. I picked up the object and went to a different sandbox, one that ran scripts normally. I still had highlight transparent enabled. As soon as I rezzed the object on the ground, it immediately asked for debit permissions, which I denied. These objects WILL take your money, and they are transparent to make deletion difficult. Please please please don't give debit permissions to any object if you didn't expect it, don't know what it is, or don't know who it's from. Don't become a victim.

Hmm… I wonder if my Dominus Shadow still works.

To me she just looks extremely unhappy about the reality of the fashion model business versus what she maybe imagined it would be.

The state of the world my children will inherit.

Thank you. I wasn't sure whether or not event queueing happens during a script sleep period. Now I know.

It could also have to do with the llSleep(60). Scripts don't do anything while they're sleeping.

Aristocratic Hamburger

Take care of your body. You're going to want to keep using it for as long as possible.

Do it for two weeks and then come back to modern again. Feel the relief!

Gesundheit.

Not that I can do anything about it, at least I now know it isn't just me.

I remember feeling annoyed and untrusted because of the unassisted flight ceiling. Acquiring my Mystitool fixed that and gave me other powers, some of which were a surprise. I have a very good friend, someone I've gotten to know much better these days than in my early days. At one point during my first months he was teaching me about the various ways one can be griefed. He had something that can push avatars, like a watermelon gun I think. We stood in the middle of a sim of which I had the fortune to be temporary caretaker. He got the watermelon gun or whatever ready. "Ok, ready? Here goes..." And he shot some watermelons at me. The watermelons bonked against me and pushed me back a bit, but my friend had vanished. I cammed around me. No friend. I cammed all over the sim. No friend. Then: "Can you TP me please?" Apparently he had been orbited by something. The only thing we could think of was that it had something to do the Mystitool, like maybe it had some automatic personal protection capabilities. I'm still not sure. Anyway, we were both laughing so much about it. It's a very fond memory.