a majority of today has been spent in another world,
more than one actually,
and none of them as a result of my inability to focus or planned supernatural travels (i put off those trips until after the holidays).
i have been hanging out in the virtual worlds of kids and their strangly-named avatar friends for a new project. it’s hard work, people.
and let me tell you.
it really was!
while attempting to explore a world created for 3 to 6 year old children, i had a legitimate panic attack trying to figure out how to feed my poor puppy, julian. he just kept looking at me with these sad, aptly-named puppy eyes and rubbing his tummy. i’m sure he was whining, too, but i turned off the music after .3 seconds of toddlerdom.
so, i found myself stuck in the living room of our virtual condo with nothing but an empty toy box and hungry pup. i navigated to the place with the bread on the sign (no words, of course). inside there was a nice hippo making cookies, and they looked good, but SHE WOULDN’T GIVE MY PUPPY A COOKIE. she wanted us to help decorate them, instead? cruel and unusual punishment.
so i went back outside in a frantic search for food, found the grocery store, bought one of everything for 3 gold coinz i won playing hide-and-seek with a moose in the park (i like their exchange rates), and ran back home with julian in tow.
back in the living room, i still couldn’t find a way out. no food in the toy box. no food under the couch. WHO PUT THE GROCERIES AWAY?
finally i found a button that led me to the kitchen and stuffed little puppy full of disproportionately huge foods. as his little hunger bar filled up and his smile returned, i finally relaxed.
this virtual pet parenting is hard.
just a day in the life.