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Jul 18, 2010 08:53

We went to our WoW guild's yearly picnic at Matthew's Beach yesterday. Yes, twenty-odd people sitting around reminiscing about the first time we killed Ragnaros back in the old days. It's the nerdiest you can be while out in the sun barbecuing with friends - which is to say, really not all that nerdy in the grand scheme of things.

It was also awesome to see a couple old friends / former coworkers whom I only see once a year at this event. Hi Rick and Ryan! (Neither of whom are on my friends list and so will probably never see said "Hi"s, and so aforementioned greetings _actually_ serve the purpose of informing others who may actually be reading this and may also know said people that I did, in fact, see said people. And it's not the current Ryan or that other Ryan. The original Ryan.) (Also, to said people: Rick has a brand new three-month old son! Super cute!)

Ahem.

In any case, the picnic also served Blizzard's own nefarious purposes. It reminded me that I actually _like_ these people, and that I hadn't played World of Warcraft in over three months. And so, (I can hear you out there gasping and crying out "DON'T DO IT!", exactly as if you are watching the girl about to go outside and investigate the strange noise in the horror movie)... last night I logged in and played for about four hours.

Yes, I'm afraid so.
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