Showing posts with label The Most Patient. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Most Patient. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Note-To-Self

  • You are cool, calm and collected!
  • You are the most patient man in the whole world, everyone always tells you so!
  • Nothing can disturb your circles!
  • You are forever serene!
  • Take deep breaths, in through your nose and out through your mouth. Repeat!
  • Nothing, nothing at all, can disturb your peace-of-mind!
  • People are people and will always be people. They cannot disturb your inner tranquility.
FUCK IT, I AM ANGRY AS HELL AND I WANT TO BREAK SOMETHING!

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Friday, September 9, 2016

Long Wait for Tomais

I must say, that Tomais is indeed extremely fortunate to have me for his husband in SecondLife as I am The Most Patient Man in SecondLife, everyone tells me so - often and repeatedly.

39 minutes ago he promised that he would log in in 30 minutes, I have now been in here and waited - extremely patiently as always - for nine (9) minutes. No Tomais to be seen anywhere inworld...

(Please note: I never told you that I am not passive-aggressive.)

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

It's All Divos's Fault!

I blame Divos Titanium!

Clint Rogers by Juliio Coast
If the scoundrel had only shown the slightest bit of restraint or self control and not given in to the urge to show off his stunning new mesh head by posting an update on his profile on Facebook, my Tomais and I would have had a wonderful, calm and loving evening together.

Instead we were busy looking at - and trying out - almost every mesh head for men that are on sale. I think there are about 8-10, but I lost count somewhere. (Luckily I am not a woman, because then there would have been 80-100 different mesh heads to check out.)

Tomais who was multitasking as always, reading up about the various heads on blogs while trying them out. It became a tiny bit too much for him when I eagerly demanded his full attention and wanted him to look at little old me at the same time... The meanie snapped at me, can you believe it? Several times too. He is truly fortunate that I am indeed the most patient man in SecondLife, everyone has told me so repeatedly, otherwise I would have stuffed a mesh head or two down his throat or somewhere else where the sun wouldn't bleach them. Then again, I do love my man a lot and can understand if he gets short tempered when he is trying hard to solve our immediate issues while I just stand around and try to look pretty and babble on.

Well, I decided on getting the lovely LOGO mesh head.

And now I am going to be busy trying to update all my human outfits with the new head and skin.

Thank you so bloody much, Divos! And thank you also for showing us all how we can make our appearances better! 

Thursday, May 14, 2015

"We Claim Macedonia", Laird Says

"Inconclusive? Inconclusive!?! Have you gone out of your minds? This was not at all the result I was expecting from you! How effing dare you!!! And you call yourselves my loyal and loving citizens?"


All the little princesses and princes and every other denizen of Southern Charm were startled by the outbreak of anger from the mansion, which disturbed the habitual peace and serenity of the sim. They all recognized the voice of the man who was otherwise known to be the most patient and gentle man in SecondLife and none of them had ever heard him this angry before.

Inside the great mansion on the hilltop a small congregation had assembled, consisting of the Prince Consort Tomais, The Royal Gardner Butch Diavolo-Ğrăçємσûηт, renowned geneticist, the twin-princes Angus Maldor-McMillan and Duncan Aycliffe-McMillan, both well known historians, and lastly - but not least - the cause of all the raucous, the laird himself.

The Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm, prince of Cascade Falls, Sovereign Ruler of the Commonwealth of Southern Enchantment Region and Outer Territories and finally UN appointed Protector of the Mount Whitney sim in SecondLife, was now seated again after his outburst. His face was dark red and he had an annoyed frown on his face.

Tomais had moved in behind the laird and was slowly massaging his neck and shoulders, once in a while lovingly stroking the head, to calm the laird down. Tomais was seemingly unperturbed by the commotion but small beads of sweat could be seen on his beautiful forehead. The effects of Tomais labors were soon noticed as the laird's face got more relaxed and his body less tense, although he was still apparently displeased.

The other three in the room, stood scowling and scraping with their feet before their beloved laird, clearly apologetic for causing him such discomfort but still adamant in their conclusions.

A month earlier the laird had appointed the three of them to a secret committee with the purpose "to investigate whether or not the laird is a direct descendant of king Alexander III of Macedonia, a.k.a. Alexander the Great, and therefore can rightfully claim the crown of Macedonia". Although the laird had not said it, they had all three understood that the "or not" was merely inserted for pseudo-objective and decorative reasons. However, too much time had passed since Alexanders death in 323 BC and records of the lineage had not been kept, or had been lost, neither was there any known source from which DNA from the great king could be taken to securely establish a claim. Although there were certain DNA-markers and other fragmentary historical facts to support the lairds wishes the evidence was still too complex and inadequate for them to determine a direct and indisputable link between the two great men.

Suddenly everyone in the room could sense that the laird had calmed down and had reached a conclusion. "No matter", he said with a radiant smile, "this is politics, and politics is not about facts or evidence. Politics is about our desires, our wishes and what we want from the future!"

The laird rose from his seat with a loving and grateful smile to his consort and said, "To hell with Greece and that ridiculous country calling itself F.Y.R.O.M., let it be known that from this day we claim the crown of Macedonia. We will henceforth add to our titles 'pretender to the throne of Macedonia and dependent territories' "

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

A Day to Remember

Six months ago today, Mr. Tomais Ashdene, talented photographer, stunningly handsome man and all-around good guy, made me the happiest man in SecondLife by accepting my proposal of marriage.

"We" (meaning I, the most patient man in SecondLife) couldn't wait a minute longer, so we got married straight away!
This is a picture my romantic Tomais posted on my timeline on Facebook a
while back (two Facebook accounts ago I believe.) Need I explain more?
Tomais has miraculously kept making me the happiest man in SecondLife every day since then!

I love you so much my darling, more and more for every day that passes by!

Happy six month anniversary, lover!

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Waiting for an Orca (Updated)

So here we are, the two of us! We have been hanging around here for the last 45 minutes for the damned Orca to come by again.

Tomais happened to see it pass by behind us when we first got here, now the silly thing doesn't want to come back or has perhaps decided that it is camera shy.My hubby is indeed extremely fortunate to be married to The Most Patient man in SecondLife, everyone always tells me that.
The extremely silly orca
Bock McMillan shouts: "You silly animal, you need to come over and go behind the pillars to our left. Is that so difficult to understand?"

Despite the fact that I kept shouting directions to the stupid animal it simply wouldn't cooperate. I thought I would have to have a serious talk with Toby Atlass about his animal training. However, I finally found a way to control the direction it should move in by thumping it on the snout, so now Tomais tells me I should add "Orca Whisperer" to all my other titles and accomplishments.

Update May 12, 2014
And here is the final results of all my hanging around and thumping on orcas.
Pisces
"Pisces" Photography by Tomais Ashdene

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Unexpected Visitors

While my brother Dej was away from his keyboard yesterday - eating, sleeping or hooking up with some able bodied man on Grindr - as usual leaving his avatar parked on his western porch, he had two unexpected visitors.

The visitors were two draft horses of tall stature, heavy boned and a muscular build, with broad, short backs and powerful hindquarters that showed they were extremely well equipped for pulling.
I am curiously  checking what Internet porn Dej's avatar is looking at
Tom, who has loads of animal avatars in his Inventory, had shown Guyke and me where to buy a puppy avatar and two horse avatars, one a draft horse and the other one an Arabian thoroughbred. As the hour was late European time Guyke left us and Tom and I returned to Southern Charm alone to unpack my loot.

I had promised Guyke that we would unpack the horse avatars together, but in my excitement I couldn't stop myself after having customised my puppy, with Tom's help, so feeling a little ashamed I went ahead with the drafter but saved the thoroughbred for unpacking together with Guyke. (I hope you can forgive me, Guykechen!)

When we were all done I wanted to show off my new avatar to Dej. We went over to the northwest corner to where Dej was sitting, but as I have already told you he was alas AFK. Instead I took a few pictures to show him later on.

Tom and I moved on to the barn to meet and greet with my bulldog Bilbo, who was quite pleased with some company as I have neglected him a bit lately. The three of us had a nice time and chatted away awhile until we all felt that we needed to get some sleep.

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Countdown for Kro - 5

Kro's absence is taking it's toll on Dej. The man is slowly falling apart and incessantly talks about how much he misses his lover. It is lucky for him that I am known to be the most patient man in SecondLife. Everyone keeps telling me so and I - of course - know it to be true.

I have tried to help as best I can. With my sickeningly long experience of celibacy I am somewhat of an expert. But does the man appreciate it and listen to my sage advice, about just blocking it out and taking cold showers regularly?

No! Instead he tells me, "I love you Bock, but I love Kro more!" Can you believe it? Well I was not having that so I retorted, "Well Dej, you should know that I love you too, but I also love Kro more!" Thats when he called me "bitch" and I called him "bastard" and then we both laughed.

But really, the way Dej goes on harping about Kro is slowly driving me insane, by reminding me of the existence of sex. If Kro doesn't come back soon Dej will not die of sexual frustration or a pining heart, but with a knife stuck into his back to the hilt. Luckily I will only have to endure this for less than a week now, only five (5) more days of this misery. If I clench my fists and breathe deeply and cool down with regular icy cold showers I should be able to make it, perhaps...

Friday, July 5, 2013

/dramaomg


*Bock McMillan runs around in circles while flapping his arms. A shrill voice shouts "Oh My God" repeatedly and in local chat you read: "OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!*

The reasons for this reaction are twofold. Firstly for having missed a blog post that my dear buddy Ziggy Starsmith posted on his blog yesterday announcing that he and his husband in first life Larz Kas celebrated their twentieth anniversary, Ziggy On The Edge Of Second Life: My 20th Anniversary In Real Life: Larz Kas and Ziggy Starsmith. Secondly because I have formerly claimed to be the most patient man in both worlds (because everyone always keep telling me so). However, I realized that I must officially concede to having been defeated for the title by Larz Kas.

Lars has successfully survived living with the rebellious and ranting Ziggy for the last 20 years! Admittedly Ziggy is a kind, loving and wildly charming man, but Larz must still truly be the most patient man in both lives!

My sincere congratulations to both of you men for the first twenty years and my very best wishes for the next twenty!

(/dramaorg is the trigger you type in local chat to set off the gesture I am describing in the beginning of this post.)

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Retraction

On Saturday, there was a post on Bock in SecondLife entitled “At the Gay Nation Set” where we incorrectly stated that Mr. Butch Diavolo, the well-known SecondLife DJ and an extremely handsome, humorous and charming male avatar to boot, congregated at the venue with a multitude of ex-lovers.

Although our reporter at the time, through the documentation supplied to him, may have believed this to be true a closer examination of the documentation provided has shown that these allegations are entirely false. As far as we know today (through a source very close to Mr. Diavolo) only three (3) ex-lovers can be confirmed.

In this situation it is my duty and obligation as editor in chief of Bock in SecondLife to offer our sincerest apologies to Mr. Diavolo for publishing the false information. We are truly sorry for any pain or other inconvenience the publication may have caused Mr. Diavolo or his reputation as an honest and upstanding male avatar.

The story leaked to our reporter was obviously from a lesser man and motivated by jealousy over Mr. Diavolo’s prowess as a lover and/or success as a DJ. If it were possible I would fire the reporter, but he is the only one we have and he also happens to be myself.

We are sure that our readers and stockholders, who have always supported us, will understand that this was an honest mistake and stick by us now and look forward to a bright future together with them.

Your humble servant
Bock McMillan
Editor in Chief of Bock in SecondLife,
The Much Honored Laird of Southern Charm,
The Most Patient Bock McMillan, Prince of Cascade Falls,
Sovereign ruler over The Commonwealth of Southern Enchantment and Outer Territories, 
etc., etc.