Can't sleep, clowns will eat me
And I thought the dreams after I played Silent Hill 4 were bad. x_x
In other news...
Back home from College. Done with that semester, just one more to go. College flew by, yet so much happened that I'm getting philisophical urges that could be described as unhealthy. And then I get to think about hitting the real world, which leaves me a bit depressed. I mean, sure, I've worked quite a bit over the past few years, so I know what it's all about. But in those cases I always had school to look forward to, where I could hang with my buds and be cool. Now, I can only hope it's a job I enjoy enough where that doesn't leave me depressed.
WoW - I'm back on my World of Warcraft kick. My guild is finally hitting BWL, and we've got MC on farm status, even though the changes to the honor system really make that the best source of gear, by far. What can I say, I'm not much of a PvPer. So I'm happy with my Brutality Blade and my Fang of the Faceless. Oh, our guild tabard is the most wonderfully revolting shade of orange ever created, so I have every intention of maxing my Blood Elf reputation, riding one of their LSD-inspired mounts, and turning into the retinal immolator.
Either way, the guild is very different from when I stopped, which is sorta sad. There's more retards and a LOT less of the people who I leveled up with; yet at the same time, a bunch of people who actually raid, and a bunch of people who are really fun to hang with. I just miss the old gang. Ah well.
-Taren
Hold your colours against the wall
When they take everything away
In other news...
Back home from College. Done with that semester, just one more to go. College flew by, yet so much happened that I'm getting philisophical urges that could be described as unhealthy. And then I get to think about hitting the real world, which leaves me a bit depressed. I mean, sure, I've worked quite a bit over the past few years, so I know what it's all about. But in those cases I always had school to look forward to, where I could hang with my buds and be cool. Now, I can only hope it's a job I enjoy enough where that doesn't leave me depressed.
WoW - I'm back on my World of Warcraft kick. My guild is finally hitting BWL, and we've got MC on farm status, even though the changes to the honor system really make that the best source of gear, by far. What can I say, I'm not much of a PvPer. So I'm happy with my Brutality Blade and my Fang of the Faceless. Oh, our guild tabard is the most wonderfully revolting shade of orange ever created, so I have every intention of maxing my Blood Elf reputation, riding one of their LSD-inspired mounts, and turning into the retinal immolator.
Either way, the guild is very different from when I stopped, which is sorta sad. There's more retards and a LOT less of the people who I leveled up with; yet at the same time, a bunch of people who actually raid, and a bunch of people who are really fun to hang with. I just miss the old gang. Ah well.
-Taren
Hold your colours against the wall
When they take everything away