Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.


Yesterday I was hanging out with a few friends just doing the 'usual', you know the regular sort of deal - Stealing cars, brutally killing innocent citizens and law enforcement agencies with elite automatic weapons, driving under the influence, becoming wealthy due to my involvement in the local underground drug and prostitution networks. Oh yeah, I also had an infinite amount of lives - I was like a cat interbred with god...what's that like 9 + ?


Who said video games were a waste of time?


I am a huge fan of the Grand Theft Auto series of games. Admittedly I'm lousy at the missions, so much so that my girlfriend has basically completed the entire game whilst I'm still somewhere near the start - Chivalry is dead right?

With operative, I operate this game all day
I hold a controller, connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulder he's only seconds older than me
We playful but serious, now keep that on mind
For online experience...

I also logged onto secondlife and naturally found myself within a part sex shop part brothel. I ended up conducting a small interview with the owner of the brothel and was informed that her secondlife income enables her to pay her 'firstlife' rent.

She also informed me that she was married on second life and her 'firstlife' husband had no idea - I asked curiously what it was like living between the two realities and she laughed telling me that second life is the one that counts for her. It was then she tied some half human / half tiger to a weird bondage machine and began to earn her living.

What a 'second' life!