For my geekier friends

After killing many, many ogres, I finally was able to get my spacegoat talbuk.
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Listening to: Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary
I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.
I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

After killing many, many ogres, I finally was able to get my spacegoat talbuk.
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Listening to: Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary
It’s another fun-filled afternoon at Casa McBride. We slept in a little bit, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and had a positively orgasmic lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches made with pepper-jack cheese and tomato soup to go with them. We picked up some food for dinner and dealt with the two old ladies working the register at Stop & Shop.
After lunch we logged into WoW for a little while for an instance run, only to discover that the person who had invited us to it was nowhere to be found. However, since we’re no longer the lowbies of the guild we were able to get enough guildies together to make an attempt at it, getting two quests completed and upgrading a couple of pieces of gear in the process. It’s nice being at level 70 because now Eddie and I can do our own things without worrying about one of us getting ahead of the other one. The only thing we’ve got to figure out is a way for us to both be logged into Ventrilo with out headsets and both of us be able to listen to music, since when I’ve got iTunes running with Vent only I can hear the music.
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Listening to: The Vandals - Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

When I got my wyvern, I did whateveryone who gets their first flying mount does - I landed on very high things.
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Listening to: Bif Naked - I Love Myself Today (Remix)
The flakes just keep getting bigger. And by bigger, what I really mean is “holy FUCK would you look at the size of those things!” They warned us that there might be times when we got a lot and it was heavy, but boy are those things big. Unfortunately, any minute now I’m expecting them to change to rain - there’s rain in Cranston right now, which means it’s on it’s way here too. Right now it looks like there’s at least 4″ of snow, which is pretty nice. It’s all white and fluffy and pretty still. Well, pretty except for the trash cans. The snow picture was taken with my webcam pointed out the window - that’s the house across the street from us.
I really don’t feel like doing anything today. I’m completely content to just sit here and surf the web. I’m supposed to be making some monkeys, but I can’t find my scissors to actually cut the socks apart. I’m considering logging into WoW and playing a bit after I unload and reload the diswasher. I have to find some of our old FFXI documentation, because one of Eddie’s coworkers wants to log in and get some stuff off of Eddie’s characters. That’s going to be a complete pain in the ass, because I’ve got no idea where the shit I’m supposed to find was put, and for all I know could have ended up tossed in the trash months ago.
