I’ve been a little remiss in updating my blog for the last few weeks, but I have several reasons for the lack of posts. First, all the testing at work has been tiring. I can’t imagine how overwhelmed my students feel by our federally mandated tests when I feel this beat.
Second, I’ve been hitting the gym pretty hard the last two weeks after work to burn off some extra pounds I picked up this winter. By the time my weight routine and cardio are over, I have enough time to eat dinner, game a smidgen, and get ready for bed.
I’ve also been stumped by Coldness’ sig. I have the perfect pose in mind for the sig, and I envision it a certain way. I have even started it. I know I won’t be happy until I get it to look exactly the way I see it in my mind. However, it may take me a few more weeks.
The last reason I haven’t been updating my blog is because I’ve been very sleepy the last week. At first I just assumed it was the stress from the close of the school year. Then I thought I was sick. Lo and behold, I was pleasantly surprised to find out yesterday that it’s due to me being pregnant. Perfect timing with Children’s Week in Azeroth. I think I’m going to follow Tenryuu’s lead. The baby will have to be a mote farmer. ;)
Fimlys at Asleep at the WoW had a post today named Wow-ku.
He threw out the challenge to readers of his blog to create their own, so I did one on the fly. Totally sucks, but it sums up how I feel about my priest spec.
Don’t ask me to heal
I am like the burning flame
I will melt your face.
It’s never good to be known across multiple servers for being a an idiot, but it sure is funny.
As Tenryuu stated in his blog, one of our warriors in our guild lost a need roll on Commendation of Kael’thas to a mage named Primula. Said mage turned around and posted a “in your face” post for the warrior on our realm forum. I guess the mage felt he was in the right because he even posted screenshots. (The errors and bad typing are his not mine.)
next time one of your fully blue geared warriors decides to try and tank heroic mgt, not to mention suck at lvl 70 (idk how thats possible after gaining 70 lvl’s unless you ebay’d your char), want to all message me calling me a ninja and say im a ninja in trade while the rest of us finish the run… dont. i rolled on the commendation of kael’thas trinket for arena, why? because you suck is reason 1, and one epic wont help fix all your blues. im going to be nice, and give links to the screenshots since you want to call me a ninja. but just dont message me ever again, idc if you call me a ninja, go right ahead. you cant get the loot i have from being a ninja you morons.
I almost feel sorry for this guy. People from other servers are coming just to poke fun of him, and the backlash he’s getting from his own server must be horrible. Yet, I can’t help but think, “Karma, baby, karma.”
Tenryuu of the Shattered Sun will be quite pleased to find that I’ve finally crossed to the other side. No, no, not that side. Too many dirty humans running around over there. I’m talking about the Dark Portal.
I was very excited to find that I had met all the requirements to continue my journey and join my brothers and sisters in the Outlands. Although, had I known what was to come, I may not have been so eager to journey to that wasteland.
Tonight, I followed Reodhadh through the portal. Although I did get the distinct feeling he’s already been there as he seemed to know exactly where we needed to go. I need to keep a closer eye on him; he seemed to enjoy the orc women a little too much for my tastes.
After spending several moments gazing at the beautiful sky, I turned to take in the terrain. My only thoughts were disappointment at how barren Hellfire appeared. Everything has this horrid orange hue to it. Yuck!
Reodhadh and I must look like hearty folk because everyone we met wanted us to become part of their cause. Either that or they are quite desperate for help. I think it was the latter. Forward Commander To’Arch outside of Thrallmar tasked us to bomb some peons and overseers in the Abyssal Shelf. Reodhadh was scared so I had to ride the wyvern with him.
I thought we had entered Outlands properly attired but I hadn’t factored how dry that land is. My clothes were stifling but I trudged on with Reodhadh. He wasn’t complaining, so I wasn’t about to utter a word. At least my robe had some holes for ventilation.
Little did I know that what I was wearing was not the expected dress in Hellfire Peninsula. Nor did I expect my newfound friends to give Reodhadh and I new clothing for our travels.
Our friends bestowed rewards upon us for taking on tasks. Once again, people want me to complete tasks for them to prove my worth. Who am I to say no when clothing is involved? Oddly enough, Reodhadh and I were told that our outfits were exactly the same. Yet, I swear somehow, my outfit is lacking something. I just can’t put my finger on it.
While traveling through Azeroth, I’ve crossed paths with many people. Some have been incredibly kind while others have been incredibly hostile. Don’t even get me started on those murlocs in Swamp of Sorrows. Although, I guess I wouldn’t be very friendly if I had to live in a grass hut in such a dreary land.
Every single person I meet wants me to prove that I am his or her friend. They want me to do a multitude of meaningless tasks to affirm that I am worthy of the trinkets they could possibly bestow upon me. That is if I can complete the chores they are unable or unwilling to do themselves. There’s always a catch, isn’t there?
I run from here to there only to turn around and run back to whence I came. I’ve had to kill thousands of their enemies just to prove my loyalty. The worst has been bringing severed heads back within my bags. Do you have any idea how messy that is?
But, today, I face the most daunting of quest series. I am unsure of the sanity of the quest giver. In fact, I fear that his Great Lift doesn’t go all the way to the top if you know what I mean. Maybe his topknot is so tight that he cannot even think straight.
As you can see, I am distraught from what he he has laid before me. However, I am assured that upon completion, I’ll be exalted with the Sin’Dorei Lineage, an achievement with yet to revealed value.
Although he is a highly respected member of the Blood Elf race, I fear his time amongst the Horde has immensely distorted his perceptions of reality. What he asks is not possible for mere mortals. Yet in order to prove my worth, I must complete these tasks.
