Today was rough. Work has been stressful to the point where I think my shoulders might be permanently attached to my ears, and I caught myself vigorously massaging my temples several times during the course of the day – this is how you know I’m dealing with a truly special breed of person. On my way home I could think of one thing and one thing only, and that is how gloriously wonderful it would be to get greasy greasy takeout and play World of Warcraft.
So we did.
Word of Warcarft truly is my poison of choice – I’ve been playing since the closed beta testing and have loved every minute of it. I’ve experienced nerd-rage, gamer’s wrists, loss of social life, spent weeks hunting particularly pretty collections of pixels, and of course, made plenty of gorgeous friends along the way. As every other WoW-player I have thrown hissy hits, uninstalled the game and not touched it for months, only to come lurching back quietly like the weaklings that we truly are. “I’ve had it, I quit!” is a yearly sentence uttered amongst my WoW-playing friends. “Have fun, see you again in a few months!” is the standard reply. It rarely fails.
Now, I’m not going to elaborate further on my in-game escapades, seeing as I know who reads my blog and I know that most of you are probably not understanding this at all, but this is my blog darn it, and tonight I’m being a nerd. So there!
(Obligatory bucket list of characters that I have played or am still playing)
