Spastic Colon Thursday
You guys suck. I misspelled Murloc and no one told me…I know ya'll were out there snickering at me until I noticed. Suffice it to say I am now properly humbled once again and the error is fixed.
I'm fatigued, low energy, not sick like just tired. I missed my first weekday workout yesterday for the first time in a long time. Maybe I've been over doing it at the gym, maybe it's the time change, or maybe too much masturbation.
I plan on watching hockey tonight out by the pool, since the pool has cable and I do not this is what I've been reduced to, it is a necessary situation. The hockey in question will hopefully be NCAA men's Frozen Four action. I'm excited, I may have a beer.
I've started a new character on WoW. Again. On Proudmore. This is something like my tenth toon, granted some I've only played once. I'm a female undead priest, just like on the PVP server, except more Horde oriented and…well…undead and not an elf. But still, very similar. I like the supporting role that a priest plays…anyone who knows me very well knows that I'm more of a support type of person…I'm very rarely the person to take the ball and run with it…but now this is becoming less about my new toon and more about my shortcomings as a human being.
Mad props to Trin for helping me power through quests and get Miriserly up to level 9, almost 10. Here she is…isn't she cute.
