Cloverfield. ( Real Life ) *SPOILER ALERT*

Two words.

IT SUCKED.

I rented the movie last night and watched it while cuddling someone sexy on my futon for an hour and a half, and the movie sucked. I describe it as Blair Witch meets Godzilla. I am used to some sort of description of the events, but the entire thing came off as a documentary. Which I understand is the plot of the movie, but I expected a better ending than just the people with the camera getting blown up when they nuked the monster. Not to mention, the monster' source, description, reasoning, etc is never told/shown. Hell they never even tell you if they successfuly drive it off or kill it.

Yes, it had good special effects, but it was boring. It had no plot to speak of, it was just people running around with a camera watching the monster through slight glances and glimpses while finally giving a semi decent shot of it. It was just very, very, unfulfilling.

The Cycle of Life. ( Real Life )

I woke up the other morning, and went about my morning. I have some pets, and it took me about an hour of looking at things online, checking my WoW auctions, and e-mail before I got to them. When I got to them, I found one of my guinea pigs had died. She had not been sick, she had not been acting weird. They had no water in their bottle and it was a semi hot night, about 78° or so, it's quite possible she succumbed to the heat but I really doubt it, she was fine on hotter nights. I feel a bit guilty, and sad.

It took me a day to get the time to bury here, and when I my girlfriend and I went out back behind our apartment, found a nice grassy patch and buried her. Sadly I am quite good and accustomed to burying animals, I used to bury a cat every six months or so when I was growing up mainly because we lived on a highway and had a 'lot' of cats.

I keep almost finding myself crying over her death, but it doesn't quite come. One of these days I am going to need to let it come or I am going to have another emotional breakdown that kept me barricaded in my apartment for months at a time when I lived in Virginia.

I'm sorry Lefty.

Saturaine, and Moding ( Real Life, WoW )

( Real Life )
Why do I always get migraines on Saturday morning? The last three weeks in a row I have woken up with killer poundings in my skull, that slowly get worse throughout the day. I tell myself they aren’t that bad but roughly about noon, after being awake for about three hours, they turn into monsters that have me taking pain killers for the second half of the day. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to them. It’s not like I am going out drinking every Friday, nor do I stay later on Fridays. It’s just one of those things. One of those annoying, pain in my ass, things.

(WoW)
I’ve been leveling a shaman on a role play server. My fiancée bought WoW a few months ago after himming and hawing over it, and we rolled new toons on Moonguard together. We started as alliance, got to mid level teens before I got sick of playing the toon. I went back to my Kargath characters while she rolled a Blood Elf Warlock and went to the dark side, Horde. A few weeks later I joined her by making Mamo Rajis, current a level 46 enhancement shaman. I am leveling faster than most people in the guild but that’s because most people in the guild roleplay “in person” with their characters. Meaning their characters are actually in the same area as each other, rather than whispers or guild chat. This type of roleplay I would prefer to do with how we currently do it.

Right now when I log in, people greet me in guild and in character, even though I haven’t typed an entrance. This goes back to people in AOL role play greeting or reacting to you when you screen name enters a room when you haven’t even entered yet. I snapped at a few people do doing that, because it FORCES me to either A) Ignore them. B) Roleplay entering even if I didn’t want to enter. This is part of the reason I just started ignoring guild chat all together.

I am trying to find some good weapons for him, and I need to make some decisions about his history. At the moment I am treating him as an Atai’li troll. While mostly only found in the Sunken Temple, they are primarily worshippers of the Blood God Hakkar who currently exists in Zul’Gurub. I need to do some checking to see what the name of the trolls that exist in ZG are, I hope they are not “Zul’Gurub Mob Name Here” because that doesn’t really help me.

Horny Friday. ( Real Life )

I know it’s been a while since I have blogged. In more meanings than one. I was at work today, and with the time of year there are a lot of young college students moving in to the storage places to store their items for the three months they are going home for the end of the semester. Some of them are hot. I mean, damn hot. Some are cute, some are worth going to jail for. Technically, none of them are jail bait in Georgia which has a sixteen year old policy. Sometimes I wish I had been more of a horndog when I was growing up. As it stands now, I am on a monogamous (sp?) relationship with my fiancée, we’ve been together off and on for close to seven years. It’s just that seeing all these young teenie boppers gets me a.. raise. That’s a good way to put it, and I wish I had been with some of the cute young things of my time.

I love my fiancée, I do. I just need to accept there are a few things in my life that aren’t going to happen, and banging the #$%^ out of a sexy 80 pound 18 year old college student is one of them. Sometimes, life sucks. Sometimes you get what need, but not what you want. I think that's how my life turned out. I rather have 95% of what I need, than 100% of what I want. A good portion of what I need and want overlap with my life, and for that I am happy.

For Sharvan.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
across Northrend's bright and shining snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
on Westfall's fields of golden grain.
I am in the morning hush,
of Stranglethorn's jungle, green and lush.
I am in the drums loud and grand,
the thunderous hooves across Nagrand.
I am the stars warmly gleaming,
over Darnassus softly dreaming.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

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I did not know her personally, and I know nothing more about her than what I saw on her armory. Yet knowledge of her passing brings such sadness in me that I have been weeping for the last hour. I don't know when BRK is holding a running of the bulls, but I won't miss it now.

Want To Buy [Monday] ( Real Life )

So it’s Saturday, and I am at work. Pulling a double because the boss is out of town. One of the employees stop in long enough for me to run and get some lunch, and I buy pre cooked barbeque chicken. I didn’t realize it was an entire chicken, I thought it was assorted bits. I feel weird eating food that looks like it did when it was alive. It looks exactly like a plucked, decapitated cooked chicken. So, I am eating it.

I cracked one of my teeth I recently had a root canal on, fractured a portion of the tooth off.. and swallowed it, without knowing. I cannot express how disgusted I am that I swallowed it. I want to go vomit it up. I have no idea why I am having this reaction, but it makes me retch just thinking about it.

The reason I Want to Buy [Monday] is because this Monday I am seeing my dentist for a cleaning, and a crown for three teeth. If that had happened a week ago, as intended, I wouldn’t of just swallowed a piece of my tooth.

Ugh.

Swords And Serpent Shrines ( WoW, Real Life )

(WoW)

It’s official. If I get a Talon of Azshara in Thursday’s SSC raid I am going to go swords for raiding. It’s no longer worth it to be unique. I am tired of being beaten by a fucking autos winging shaman who bought his way into a 2,000 arena team for s3 weapons. Not only will that make it easier to optimize, but it will remove the need for directional DPS which will increase my mobility and effectiveness, as well as my DPS. Since I’ll build combo points a lot faster, it will be less wasted time from slice and slice being down when I do not get my combo point from my finisher, and stronger ruptures.

It also removes the need to stack crit to help with my backstabs. Does crit help? Sure. Is it as important now? No. A lot of sword rogues would rather have 3,000 attack power and 10% crit than 2,000 attack power and 25% crit. I should be able to get the armor penetrating offhand sword from Heroic Magisters, and the Talon of Azshara. This will give me a baseline to start off with, then I would respect and ATTEMPT to secretly use them in raids to see how my DPS does. If it stays the same, I don’t know what I’ll do. If it goes up, I’ll stick with it. I much rather have 5% less fun, and have 40% less frustration.

(Real Life)
I got to head into work today at noon instead of my normal time of ten. Why? Because I have to pull a double tomorrow, eight to seven ( yes I work negative one hour. Idiot. ) so since I am GAINING two hours on Saturday I can afford to lose two hours on Friday.

The Leech is gone, after having a heart attack at the age of 20 in my apartment. We took him to the hospital when he had chest pains and was screaming about a cramp in his leg. How messed up do you have to be to have a heart attack at 20? Seriously? The good news is with him gone I can go back to free balling it if I want to ( and the girlfriend can once more free tit it, which I likes ) and that when I buy food it doesn’t magically vanish with him going “Idunvohwhathappn!” < Swallow > The bad news is, the Leech ( Also known as THE MAID ) is gone that means I need to start to keep my own place clean. I’ve been spoiled with it magically cleaning itself the last few weeks. Ah well.

I woke up this morning to garbage all over my apartment. The dog that I have ( Zelda, 10 year old Cocker Spaniel ) had gotten into the trash and strewn it all over. Her kennel is currently unable to get into because of some boxes, and she tried to hide in it but she couldn’t get into it. I need to remember to move those boxes so she can, it’s supposed to be her safe zone and we’re blocking her out of it.


So.. Mona wants a cat. A kitten to be exact. We have three guinea pigs ( White, brown and white, brown and white ) named Lefty, Squirrel, and Runt. Runt is the daughter of the first two. So that would give us 3 rodents, a cat, and a dog. Which is not that bad, but we need to keep the house presentable to expect to keep that many animals and both she and I are somewhat slackers on that. We need to set a day when we’re both off to work on it. Maybe Tuesday afternoons when she gets out of class.

Today at work should go by rather fast, with the assistant manager leaving early, and me coming in late, I’ll be here all alone so can sit at my desk and browse the internet all day. Today looks to be a good day.

4-16-08. Sounds like a Bible Passage. (Real Life, WoW)

(Real Life)
2:00 PM in the afternoon. Do you know where your boss is? I do. He’s in Down Town Decatur. What is he doing? He’s eating lunch with the other employee and leaving me alone at the office. Again. This time it’s slightly different. I told him to bring me back some god damned food. It’s not so much that they get to get out of the office that annoys me, the job is a piece of cake. What annoys me is for lunch I eat hot pockets from the store, and they eat at a sit down restaurant. They do this twice a week. Not once have they ever brought anything back, or offered anything. Seriously, do they think I live off hot pockets when I am work? Do I need them to function? This is not Futurama, and I am not a Robot that lives off of Hot Pockets instead of booze.

(WoW)
I hate comparing gear. I hate it so much. Last night we were doing Black Temple again, 7th in DPS out of 15, so middle of the pack. My DPS suffered slightly because I was asked to watch one of the healers on a boss fight that was a good 20 yards away from me so I had to be ready at any second to rush to save them from a special attack and so could not concentrate on the fight.

Our raid leader pissed me the hell off. Looking at the WWS reports I took THE LEAST amount of damage in the fight, due to the combination of good reaction time and effective use of defensive skills. So what does he do? He calls me out on voice for not using a potion that increases my max health (NOTE: I had the HIGHEST max health out of every other DPS class there, warriors included. Does he seriously think I am going to die by not having 200 more health? )

I almost didn’t take it out of spite. I used one, and then did not use any more. I had brought 10, and because he chose to bring in a bunch of new people who sucked, we died a lot and I went through my stash. Then he yells at me for not coming prepared. How I known he was going to bring a raid of fucking tools, I would of made more. No, I assumed he was going to bring in COMPETENT people.

Each week I come closer and closer to saying fuck it, and going swords. I am sick of the issues I am having with daggers and it’s not worth it. What I am probably going to do, is go swords for PvE and daggers for PvP. Since I have to respec anyways for PvP I might as well do better in PvE. Am I a meter whore? Not really. Am I sick of being harassed because I play something that’s HARDER, TAKES MORE SKILL, and IS WORSE? Yes.

PS: Fuck you.

Four Days Later. ( Real Life, WoW )

Been a couple of days since I last posted, not really much to update.

(Real Life)
The Leech is still at the apartment, I gave him until today to get out. He has a job interview lined up and it seems ( according to him ) promising. I am going to give him a little bit more time to get his crap in order. Most of my friends think I am nuts, but he is doing some good cleaning at the house and taking care of the dog.

We got some new furniture, an entertainment center that is really really nice. The storage place that I work at, we're allowed to pick over peoples stuff if they do not want it and keep things we want before it gets trashed. I got two VERY nice metal wood and glass end tables, a coffee table that goes with it, some odds and ends, wine glasses, dishes, plates, silverware, etc. Also that entertainment center. All in all it was about $500 of really nice stuff to add to the apartment. With the bookshelves and pictures U have ( unicorns, lions, horses ) it looks very nice. I just need to figure out what to do with Leech, because he's getting expensive. He is also constantly stuck on my phone, CONSTANTLY, which still pisses me off. I think I am going to cut him off today.

(WoW)
We went back into Black Temple last night. We killed the first two bosses, we wiped on the first attempted on Naj'entus due to a fellow rogue being trigger happy. The boss puts up a wall of water around him as a shield, and you need to use one of his weapons to break it. When you do, everyone takes damage. Well the rogue hit the wrong button ( we have a macro to use the item ) and it blew up the raid at a bad time, killed about a third of us. Great job.

I did good on the DPS, being right where I should be, side by side with the other rogues. Not bad since my gear is a bit behind. Still debating if I want to get season 2 weapons, season 4 may come out soon. Realistically all I save by getting season 2 gear LATER is spending honor points instead of arena points. It seems my prefered playstyle is not indicitve of arenas ( mutilate ) and I REFUSE to play shadowstep. This may change if I get a decent mainhand weapon which is not a dagger, but I do not anticipate that any time soon.

Even if I do, I would need to practice with it a lot. I have no idea how to play a hemo rogue other than spamming my hemo button, shadowstepping to and from guys, and praying that cheatdeath saves my life. I destroy 99% of shadowstep rogues as mutilate, it just doesn't seem that effective to me. I'll have to look up some easy to get high DPS ( 95+) mainhand weapons. I would really love season 3 daggers, but the ratings get beat down aftet 1750 due to the same shit over and over. Powergaming point sellers, or druid mortal strike warrior combos.

Contempt, and Spiders. ( Wow, Real Life )

(WoW)
So I was running Heroic Magisters Terrace yesterday ( Know as Mr T for some reason, I don't know where the 'r' comes from, and I Pity The Fool that can tell me ) and the item I want drops. The feral druid and I both roll need on it, and I won, I was so pleased I did not even check to see how close the rolls were. What dropped? This.

Shard of Contempt

It's an awesome little trinket, and it replaces a trinket that I have had since I was level 62. It seems to proc pretty constantly, I'd say about once a minute if not slightly more. This item is amazingly ilevel effecient as both the proc rate and the static bonus are very nice.


(Real Life)
So I am here at work today, bullshitting with a co worker from another store who is here to fill in for a few hours for the assistant manager to go to the wedding he had plans for, when he stops talking. "Dude, there's a huge f'ing spider on your shoulder." So I think the guy is full of shit, until he gets a piece of paper and starts swatting at me. The spider made its way down my back and into my pants pocket. The thing was about the size of a penny, and I feel bad for it because it didn't need to die. ( The beating he gave it killed it. ) I don't like spiders any more than anyone else, and I am not like them more than anyone else, but I realize they play an important role in life and I acknowledge their right to live. It's death was far from painless, and I am saddened in my role at its death.