Ups and Downs

Its been a weird few days. RoseLinUK London, the NCI Education Director resigned at the beginning of the weekend, which left us with a scheduling problem. NCI's class and events schedule is published each week at the weekend, its usually its not much different from the previous week, but this week there were a number of changes needed, Instructors to be found. With the very welcome help from Gramma Fiddlesticks, and the support from Garn Conover, we formulated a plan and implemented it. We managed to cover all the needed classes apart a few that were no longer sustainable. This work did mean that the schedule was late in being posted, unfortunately, but it got done.

For much of Friday and Saturday I had problems with freezing and thawing, I'm not sure why, it seems to be related to rendering. In fact, logging out on Friday I was badly ruthed, with the wrong skin, and no clothes! When I logged in Saturday, I did not know for certain where I would rez, or what I would be wearing. It turned out I rezzed as my (large) dragon av, inside Talia's teahouse! I hope I did not break anything! Sunday I was able to move around a lot easier, and apart from the floor disappearing while I was teaching a class on Physical prims, Sunday was very pleasant (the fact that there was a three headed hell hound playing with a physical prim at the time the floor disappear, I'm sure, was just a coincidence *giggles*).

Monday and Tuesday were bad, I was unable to TP without crashing, and I could not see the next sim along. I felt like I was imprisoned, standing at the edge of a sim and seeing water and a few bits of land, knowing that all around me could see the view with no problem. Knowing I could not fly across the border, nor TP, and yet others had no problems. Monday I spent almost all my time on Talia and my island, completing the schedule posting, but Tuesday I had no such distraction. I had a class to teach at NCI Beach, the only way I could get there was by relogging and specifying the sim. Once there, hearing and seeing the other folk chatting and coming and going, I felt isolated, a prisoner. I have in the past been almost blind with graphical glitches, but I have always been able to move around, this is different, the edge of my sight was the edge of my world, one sim in size, my own private prison that no one else knew about.