I’m in a mood & I can’t quite put my finger on why. It’s not WoW related I don’t think (so Blizzard you can stop fretting -it’s nothing you’ve done).
It could be because of one of the following:-
1. We currently have to sleep downstairs because the draft through our bedroom window is playing havoc with my chest and making me cough all night long. This is annoying husband and dog (the way they look at me you’d swear I was loving it though & was doing it on purpose to entertain myself). It’s quite nice sleeping on the sofa bed actually because the Xmas tree is up (early I know but I’m addicted to fairy lights) & I can look at it in the night before I drop off to sleep (not that the lights are on or anything – but even the dark shape is festive). By the way – just in the interests of sharing -I sleep with my eyes open. Always have done. I also often stop breathing when I sleep. Just for a couple of seconds. It’s lovely. Peter says I look quite dead most evenings.
2. Grouchy my husband – I am sitting here typing with my husband loudly complaining behind me (in such an endearing manner…) about what the patch has done to his Auctioneer (destroyed it, ruined it, taken it away, wrecked it, how could they do this to him, it’s a travesty, wah wah wah). Why does he play WoW? Why doesn’t he just play an online auction game? There must be one out there. Probably called “Sell Stuff” or something. All he really wants is to make virtual money. To spend on virtual mounts. And yet in real life he hates markets and horses. It makes no sense. He gave me a row on the weekend for selling 20 mageweave cloth for 4 gold. But I didn’t care. I just wanted to get rid of them from my bags. It’s amazing I even went to the AH. Sometimes I’m so lazy I vendor all my items instead (certainly all the green items – is that bad?). He can’t say anything though. It’s not like I nag him for gold. I don’t earn much & I don’t spend much – my characters have rejected capitalism and are working on spiritual growth by killing things in dungeons. They are spiritually more evolved.
3. I had no internet all day yesterday so no blogging or playing. I was distraught. I kept on wandering over to the computer to forlornly check if it was back but there was nothing. Certain postcode areas were down. It was weird. You don’t realise how much you love something until it’s gone. I started having crazy thoughts about having lots of spare dongles around the house so I could always log on. I even considered visiting my mother so I could have a casual browse when she wasn’t looking. Even my IPhone offered me no relief- it decided to be painfully slow on 3G- as if telling the wireless router, “Don’t think I’m picking up the slack – if you’re having a night off I’m having the night off.” It all came back on this morning. So like an addict I quickly got my fix – I downloaded all my emails at once (nearly all were spam but I felt strangely comforted as they filled my inbox), I checked my site stats, caught up a bit on Twitter & read a bit of WoW Insider. My life was restored.
4. Obviously no Wow yesterday so today I was all excited about Darkmoon Faire now that the patch has been downloaded. But I just found out it doesn’t start until the 4th. So that’s not happening. (And while I’m full of self pity I also have no gear worth mogging …is that how we’re saying that?)
5. I did tank Hellfire Ramparts again a few days ago – just me & husband – enjoyed but this time had to face a pushy dps who said to healer husband, “Can you handle bigger pulls?” Didn’t ask me – the tank – if I wanted bigger pulls. Grrrr. In fact I was perfectly happy with the pulls that I was doing – I felt everything was in control and flowing nicely. But of course everything has to be fast fast fast. What is the point? I was too busy fighting to type back – thankfully for him. I think hubby just said something to him like, “I’m fine thank you”, as if the dps had just offered him a seat on the bus or something and we continued in silence. On a positive note I was very lucky on loot drops and some of you will be pleased to know I rolled need twice!!! And I really did need them- honest (will send you screenshots of me comparing the armor with a quizzical look on my Bravetank face if you don’t believe me).
6. Was a bit upset by something that happened in work today. Won’t get into it. – just makes me feel better to type it out. There. Gone. Done.
7. Jeremy Clarkson. Those of you in the UK might know him but elsewhere I’m not sure- don’t know how far and wide his dubious claims to fame extend. He made certain comments on yesterday’s The One Show about shooting the public sector workers who were striking yesterday. Shooting them in front of their families. I know he was “joking” but it wasn’t funny. He’s the sort of misguided individual who thinks saying something shocking is the same as saying something funny. It’s not. When I was young I once shouted down the stairs to my mother that it was “pissing down with rain!” She was very shocked and did not laugh. Not once. I learnt my lesson then!
Ah I feel better now. It was him all along. I think I am just genuinely tired of people who use humour as an excuse to say objectionable and offensive things and get cheered on while they do so. As if there’s something brave about being offensive. It is no more brave to be offensive than it is heroic to be a bully. It is using the force of words to shock and offend. Words cause pain – whether they’re words thrown at you as abuse in a dungeon or thoughtless remarks said on a news show or even badly phrased but hopefully well meaning advice in work (see I haven’t quite dropped it yet!). We really should think more about the power of our words and the impact on the people who receive them, hear them and feel them. Because sometimes they hurt. A lot.