When I awoke the next day, it soon became clear that I'd missed some fireworks while I was out. More furniture had been installed, more floors had been built, one contestant had been sent to the emergency ward. But none of that compared to the dawning realization that there's was something different in the air. something.... electric.
Yes, I'm talking hot girl-on-girl "alliances".
I suppose it was inevitable, with the abundance of the X chromosome, that sapphic strategies would emerge. It began with The Diva, a Podcasting superstar with an obsessive lust for attention, and she knew how to get it. Overnight, she'd begun with a strippers pole and ended up with Simone, her tiara doubling sweetly for a broken halo.
Meanwhile in Room #3, Pannie and Princess Nina exchanged strategies to wild enthusiasm from the voting public. I'm realizing more and more that what I need is some kind of entertainment strategy for the visiting punters.
They say that you make your bed and you lie on it, and nowhere is that more apt than Second Life. I'm not your domesticated Home Depot kind of guy, but I figured I couldn't be the only one not to rez some kind of furniture, so I put together a brass bed frame, the kind that makes the most noise once you get going. Be a shame not to keep some of these broads awake at night.
Taking my place in the window, I constructed a final sign and I'm open for business. All that's left is to persuade my supporting cast to hit their mark and play their part, and I'm back in the game. Stay tuned.
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I went to see Gideon, he said "I hope my fellow contestants don't read this blog, they'd lynch me!" in front of Pannie. She asks, "What blog?" I didn't say anything, but Jellio was idling nearby with 'yesbutnobutyes.com' as his tag.
I can't tell you why but I am drawn to this morbid show. I'll be back at noon tomorrow for the Bed Show.
Warda is having her own strategy, she's there when no one's there. So she collected a few fans seeking for an idol!