"We are Barrens chat."
I am currently typing on a ginooooormous screen. It is big and glorious, an early xmas gift from Shaun. For awhile now I've been envying Shaun's screen because it really does make WoW look all kinds of awesome so ... apparently my incessant bitching about my small (it's not actually small) screen got through. :-) Was a good booster because I was going through a bit of a WoW overdose. The game can get boring? Surely not! I don't ever get completely tired of it but that's mostly because there's a few people I adore that I really can only communicate with through WoW.
Anyway, in true dork fashion, Shaun and I lined up for the midnight release of Wrath of the Lich King and it was pretty damn cool. There was all of this geek speak going on and I have deduced that, while WoW breeds some of the biggest dumbshits to have walked this earth, it has also drawn in some of the funniest dudes around. (And I do mean "dudes" ... I was one of like two girls in line.) We managed to get in line next to a GM who literally had me about to pee myself. It was all good until him and a few others starting making fun of people who were buying the collector's edition just to get Frosty at which point I kind of had to look around like, "Yeah, so stupid, who would do that? Pssf ..." (A moment repeated like five minutes later when they made fun of people who made gnome warriors ... *pats Thisalee gently*) Oh oh! I thought this was so cute ... they had a Horde and Alliance + Blood Elves line and the Ally/Belf line had the caption "Mailboxes are for mail, not for dancing on naked". Seriously it was wonderful.
Anyway, my dad will be arriving tomorrow and I still have a shit ton of cleaning to do but I've literally gotten sick like every night for the past week and a half. Not really feeling the breathing in of cleaning fluids when I'm already about to puke with migraine. Seriously, my body fails. Lai and I had wanted to go see Twilight on its opening weekend, as a matter of fact that had been the plan for awhile, but we both started our periods and the hell that they bring at the same time so that got shot down the crapper. I shouldn't have been born a female. Whatever, Twilight, in all probability, is going to be one big cheesy crapfest so I'm not too terribly distraught I didn't get to go opening weekend. I mean, really, when you think about it, I probably saved my eardrums some strife, bypassing hundreds of screeching teenage girls who think that vampires are, like, so totally hot. If nothing else, the Twilight phenomenon has proved to America that teenage girls are, in fact, the mindless twits that television shows make them out to be.
Speaking of movies, I am sooooo gonna make my dad sit through Wall-E when he gets here. Poor man is probably more well-versed in cartoons than any father should be. Cause I mean ... aren't daughters supposed to grow out of their Disney phase when they leave home? Not just yet ...
Anyway, in true dork fashion, Shaun and I lined up for the midnight release of Wrath of the Lich King and it was pretty damn cool. There was all of this geek speak going on and I have deduced that, while WoW breeds some of the biggest dumbshits to have walked this earth, it has also drawn in some of the funniest dudes around. (And I do mean "dudes" ... I was one of like two girls in line.) We managed to get in line next to a GM who literally had me about to pee myself. It was all good until him and a few others starting making fun of people who were buying the collector's edition just to get Frosty at which point I kind of had to look around like, "Yeah, so stupid, who would do that? Pssf ..." (A moment repeated like five minutes later when they made fun of people who made gnome warriors ... *pats Thisalee gently*) Oh oh! I thought this was so cute ... they had a Horde and Alliance + Blood Elves line and the Ally/Belf line had the caption "Mailboxes are for mail, not for dancing on naked". Seriously it was wonderful.
Anyway, my dad will be arriving tomorrow and I still have a shit ton of cleaning to do but I've literally gotten sick like every night for the past week and a half. Not really feeling the breathing in of cleaning fluids when I'm already about to puke with migraine. Seriously, my body fails. Lai and I had wanted to go see Twilight on its opening weekend, as a matter of fact that had been the plan for awhile, but we both started our periods and the hell that they bring at the same time so that got shot down the crapper. I shouldn't have been born a female. Whatever, Twilight, in all probability, is going to be one big cheesy crapfest so I'm not too terribly distraught I didn't get to go opening weekend. I mean, really, when you think about it, I probably saved my eardrums some strife, bypassing hundreds of screeching teenage girls who think that vampires are, like, so totally hot. If nothing else, the Twilight phenomenon has proved to America that teenage girls are, in fact, the mindless twits that television shows make them out to be.
Speaking of movies, I am sooooo gonna make my dad sit through Wall-E when he gets here. Poor man is probably more well-versed in cartoons than any father should be. Cause I mean ... aren't daughters supposed to grow out of their Disney phase when they leave home? Not just yet ...