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Today was fun because I was running my instance and chuck calls and wanted me to go. So I told greg to be main healer...and the group wiped. "It wasn't my fault". I could of made them live :). Anyway, I got there and it was fun and all, but effing hot. Then I came home and played WoW for an hour or so. Chuck called. We hung out at the bleachers. My mom followed us, you know, the usual. I'm getting used to it. It's kind of intruding (it's really intruding and much like a slap in the face) but if I'm not doing anything wrong what do I care. Then I came home...and played more wow....see a pattern? I sure do. Now I want porkchops :(
Edit:I'm not wearing those fucking bandages next year regardless of what anyone says.
Edit:I'm not wearing those fucking bandages next year regardless of what anyone says.