Chris says it’s Delurking Day and I believe him.
So drop a comment if you lurk, and say “hi!” And if you lurk, but have your own blog, add the link so I can come over to your house and say “hi!” back. And then we’ll be friends! Won’t that be lovely.
If you don’t lurk, you should still say “Hi!” because I live a pretty sheltered life.
You shouldn’t worry about it too much. Yes, I’ve started playing World of Warcraft again, but I expect that it will only last a month. Two tops. Number one, it will never be as fresh as it was the first time. Although, after a year of not playing, it’s pretty fresh at this point. I am enjoying myself, and enjoying playing with Wil. And secondly, and most importantly, the Sims 3 comes out this year. Sometime in the February/March time frame. The Sims will always be my drug of choice.
When the Lich King came out, Wil expressed an interest in playing again. He still has lots of friends who play. So for Christmas, I got him the expansion pack and two months time. Once he started it up however, I heard the music, something in me stirred. It called to me. It wasn’t hard to convince me to play.
So, it took me 6 days, over the holidays, mind you, to take my level 47 Knight Elf Hunter, Tangwen, up to level 55, so I would be eligible to create one of the new heroic class Death Knights. I decided to go Drenai with her, just to be different. Her name is Torwynn, and she rides a fast horse. I’ve specced her Unholy. Which may, or may not, mean anything to you. This was my goal, to get to 55, and create Death Knights with Wil, so we could go into the Outland to quest, an area I’ve never been big enough to enter. We haven’t had a chance to quest there, too much going on, but today is Wil’s Friday, so I imagine we’ll get some playing in this weekend.
I just don’t want you to worry. Yes, I am playing it again. And, yes, I was slightly obsessed with getting my hunter up to 55. Since I’ve reached this goal, I think I can find a balance between WoW and reading and commenting on blogs again. (Now my new goal is too earn enough gold to buy my Hunter an epic mount. I think they are about 900 gold.)
What you should really worry about is what happens when the Sims 3 comes out. Oh. My. God. I’m salivating just thinking about it.
Oh my goodness, it’s New Year’s Eve. How did that happen.
Tomorrow is our big holiday dinner with some presents, as our original Christmas Part Deux, on the 27th, was postponed due to la neige. Wil’s daughter is here, she just helped me finish wrapping my xmas gifts. I rolled and baked cookies, she frosted and sugared them, and there is a pumpkin pie in the oven as we speak. We are basically having the exact same meal I cooked last year.
In the mean time, everyone have a Happy New Year! If you are out now, be safe.
See you in the Oh-nine.
PS: It’s official. I have started playing WoW again. Oh dear.
I hope all your yuletides are gay.
I might start playing WoW again.
dammit.
The Greater Vancouver Region has a very strong Blogging/ Social Media community, which is great. I didn’t know of such a community in Seattle. In fact, I never knew any other bloggers in Seattle, sadly. I’m listed on a uberlist of bloggers in Seattle*, that’s as close as I came to knowing other bloggers. So even though I considered myself a Seattle blogger, of course, I have never really considered myself a Community Blogger. I blog about myself. So I’m very impressed with the community here in the GVR.
The other day, I was mentioning to Wil that our friends, Airdre and Kerry Anne, won Favorite Audio/ Video Podcast for their excellent beauty podcast, Lipgloss and Laptops, in the Best of 604. Very well deserved. He asked me why I didn’t win an award. Which is sweet, don’t you think? In addition to not really being heavily involved of this community, it’s quite simple. This is not my blog’s heyday.
Oh, it’s true. I know it. You may or may not know it. Blogs, like everything, have and ebb and flow. I think that once I quit my job, my blog started to ebb. Or maybe it’s flowing. I’m not sure. Either one. Man, you should have caught me sometime in 2004 or 2005. I was rocking the blogging.
I’m ok with this. It’s understandable really. If my life were one of those Family Circus cartoons, where they show what Billy or Jeffy did all day, everywhere they went, it would show little Jodi footprints running from my apartment, to the Safeway half a block away. And back. Occasionally, you’d see little feet running further down the block to the bank or London Drugs. But your chances of blog fodder decrease greatly if you never leave a 3 block radius.
Nonetheless, I did recently win two nice awards. One from Captain Dumbass of Us and Them, who lives here in the Greater Vancouver Region.
Hee! He said “booty.” One day, Captian Dumbass and I will run into each other when we are both wearing our Bad Monkey shirts. I certainly hope we aren’t compelled to fling poo.
And another from a former coworker, although I didn’t know him at the time, Good Father.
It’s too bad he wasn’t blogging back in the days when I was at my POE. (And we didn’t know each other) We could have had Blogging Lunches. Booked a conference room on the 2nd floor, right next to Central Services, with it’s free soda and candy jar. Remember that kid, the mail guy, who one time dyed those kick ass flames into his hair? His name escapes me, because I’m horrible with names. It starts with a “D.” He’s worked there about 20 years by now, I figure. I hope he’s still there. And the last big formal Christmas party we had, right before the dot com bust? We had different international themed rooms for the dinners. Oh man, I got DErunk that year. I did it for Evildeb. She was pregnant with AlmostCertainlyGoingToEndUpEvilMaggie, and was sad she could not “party.”
Anyhoo, I like these awards. They are übercomments from two readers saying “I like you. Or at least your blog.” And that’s all the reward I really need. ** I know that one day my blog will cease to ebb and start to flow again.
* I suppose I should remove myself, but I’m not gonna. I still consider myself a Seattle blogger. I’m just… North of Seattle, is all. Very very north.
** ok, I suppose all awards are really saying that.
What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality.
Thank you Middle Aged Woman for the quiz. Rainbows go nicely with Sundays.
PS: Oh garsh, you guys, the cable was out this evening which meant no internet and no Shaw HD Holiday Fireplace. It. Was. Hell.
In the 18 months I have lived in Canada full time, I believe Red Vines have been the No. 1 item requested from visitors of the States*. Please, bring me red vines!! I have looked for them constantly. It’s automatic now, I glance at the licorice sections of every store that carries candy. Without even thinking about it. I have never found them. Never.
Until today. If I had been in the middle of a conversation, I would have been rendered speechless. (I was alone, so I was already not utilizing speech.) I gasped. I stood there entranced. I picked up a bag and held it to my heart. I’ve always felt that London Drugs was a fairyland of miracles. (You can buy a MacBookPro there. At a DRUG STORE. It’s awesome.)
The best part? they rung up as American Vines.
“Oh HELL yeah!”
“I’m sorry?”
“Nothing. I’m fine. It’s just the vines…. from America…”
*I’m not sure what #2 is, possibly Pickapeppa Sauce, or stuff from Bath and Bodyworks. Or an entire Target store.
I got this from Andy, I think, in many ways, it speaks to my new philosophy I am TRYING to follow, of being a bit more grateful for things in life.
Louis CK on Conan.
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You Are Boggle |
 You are an incredibly creative and resourceful person. You’re able to dig deep and think outside the box to get things done. You are a non linear thinker. You don’t like following directions You draw your inspiration from the strangest places sometimes. You’re constantly inspired. |
