Tonight was pretty fun; I ended up driving around Second Life in a variety of vehicles. It's amazing the types of things you can find here. After being invited to the blue room with one of the gals, another showed up. We danced a bit and then there was another. He had a car that fit four... we drove around Second Life. The guy showed of the many mods this vehicle had on it, from rocket power to a hover ability. A bit later we landed and he pulled out his Apache Helicopter.

I have no idea where these things are hidden. I guess everyone on here has a magic bag of infinite holding.

He invited me to go in the helicopter. It was pretty neat I must say, having full hover capabilities and working weapons. We ended up shooting the women we were with (Which they didn't appreciate to much.) After that he took off on a motorcycle with one and I followed the other off the edge of the roof.

On the ground I started to change in to the various costumes I received from the junkyard the day before. I have everything from the Kool-Aide man to the figure of death.

Death, it seems, even smokes a cigar. He trails a black mist behind him and his steps create a dead black spot that slowly vanishes in his wake. I can only think of how to use this avatar for telling stories using the Second Life engine. Maybe I can hone my script writing abilities....

The guy is showing me a jet he wants to buy: F-15. It costs sever thousand linden... I asked how he will get the money. He laughs and says his credit card. I hope to not have to buy the money with real money; but if some people want to do this it is no big thing. I know that people spend money on hobbies that can be as outrageous or more then in this virtual world.

The two girls have wondered off, not interested in seeing things like jets and helicopters it seems. We find them later in a building dancing, but I find I must leave again.

I am tired and must go to bed. Sleep doesn't elude me.