You know what doesn’t mix? World of Warcraft and booze. I thought it might be relaxing to have a white russian … or two… while playing some WoW with Wil and Z. I was ok when i was just killing giant killer turtles on the beach, and grinding my way up to level 37. But I knew that if I played in a group, I’d end up making them annoyed. If I had not set my character on “follow” to run after Wil on the way to the instance, I would have run into a tree. I’m such a lightweight.

But, you know what does go well together? Chatting online and booze. No diggity, no doubt. They are made for each other.

Here is the problem, not much is going on right now that I can blog about. I have a lot going on that I can’t talk about, specifically, in order to respect the privacy of others. I can say this, someone in my life is very very very sick. And I’ve been very worried and sad lately. As much as I’d like to unload that all on this blog, I can’t take the chance, infinitesimal as it is, that the people who should hear the news from the source would read it. But there is not that much to write, really. It’s devastating news, I made a point of being at Wil’s when I heard the prognosis, so I could just cry on him.

Here’s what I can blog about. I’m going to bring Pru up here in the next couple of weeks, because it makes me sad to leave her alone so much. I’d rather she be taken care of when i am down there working on the house, then left alone when I am up here. Also, my stepdad called me on Thursday and told me he was getting married on next Tuesday so now I need to find something to wear because I went down another pants size and now wear a size smaller than I wore when I graduated high school which is weird since I’m not dieting. I guess my one pair of jeans in the new size would not be appropriate. I hate hate hate event outfit shopping. Whatever I buy, it’s going to have to be black, because those are the only color dress shoes I have.

I think it’s time for a new banner design. What do you think? I’ll get right on it.