We Held on Tight Like Hungry Lovers

I swore that I would NEVER play this game and yet I caved, after I upgraded my video card. I bought the WoW trial and I am hooked. I plan on buying the game with my GST Cheque.

So this is my character, Silver Brightmoon. I'm kinda proud of myself of getting the hang of this game so quick. Normally, I get bored of a game after a while. But the great thing about this one is, you get bored of an occupation, pick a new one. Pick a new race. Pick different skills. Pick Alliance or Hoard.

I learned the skill of herbalism first but it wasn't really working for me. I was collecting herbs in dangerous areas and it wasn't benificial to my girl. So I switched her up, got leatherwork instead since I had skinning too. I made her boots and her hooded cloak. I made a few other things, but I couldn't use them or they weren't as good as what I already had. I'm having fun just making stuff at this point. Not that slaying monsters isn't fun, cause it is. But I was playing with a guy last night and it just...we kept dying and he didn't want me to leave. But we weren't strong enough to beat Greenpaw with all other bears around us. I almost lost all my gear and had to high tail it out of there after dying about 10 times.

The only draw back about playing this game is I might have to rethink my computer set-up. My pinched nerve starts to go wonky and sore, my back stiffens right up to the point if I lose track of time, by the time I quit for the day, I can barely move my arms. Hot bath takes care of that, mostly, and I have a gel pack and a handheld massager with different face plates. That helped a lot last night. After I gamed with Xxandra and that other fella, I was wiped.

That's not what's got me going this morning though. Normally, when I'm at work I go right for my work e-mail and check that first. There's generally 2 important daily e-mails I need after 6am. Sometime, in my tired state, I check personal e-mail first. Most cases, that early in the day, it's some funny forwards from Liz, updates on my website traffic, and what's going on via some of my newsletters. Not this morning. Lo-and-belhold an e-mail from Randy.

I should explain about Randy, since I've never (to my knowledge) mentioned him in this particular blog. Randy and I dated when I was on break from college, between first and second year. What can I say about him? He represented a lot of 'firsts' for me. And he's one of the only guys I've ever dated who've really sparked a sexual desire for me. Not to say I'm dead inside about that sort of thing, but with Randy it was tangible. Things didn't work out between us when his ex (who'd just up and left with half his stuff one day while he was at work) came back pregnant with his kid. She tried to palm the kid off on Randy and I and take no responsibility herself. Long story short, we agreed to break up, they got back together, it didn't work out cause she's a bitch and he was bi-polar (undiagnosed at the time).

He told me after I moved up here, that he was in love with me. I was willing to go with that, but he got into this mood where he didn't deserve me or trust himself (another long story about his ex). Found out that he had a second son (timeline...2nd year of college...plus a year of work, so this is two years after our breakup) that he wasn't sure if it was his. I'm guessing he is. Then, after he insisted that I moved on, I started something up with Marko and in an e-mail after months of silence from Randy, I mentioned that it hadn't worked out. Randy flipped, like I had cheated or something and we stopped talking.

That was MONTHS and MONTHS ago. I mean...that would have been maybe late 2005. So, almost a year ago, possibly. I'd have to go back and check the dates of those e-mails.

Naturally, I'm surprised to hear from him again. Surprised by my excitement over it. Even if we're just friends, I can't explain it. Randy can be moody, but there was something about him that I really liked. Maybe that he was a good guy with a bad boy streak. Plus, there was no mistaking his attraction to me, he was less than shy about it, and that can be exciting in itself. For now, obviously, I'm just going to take it one email at time with no expectations.


On a sadder note:

Two more Canadian soldiers have fallen victim to the Taliban.
Insurgents killed the two soldiers and wounded five others yesterday in an
attack on ground the Canadians captured just weeks ago. The
small group of soldiers was providing security. Canadian
military officials identified the dead as Sergeant Craig Gillam and Corporal
Robert Mitchell. They were both members of the Royal Canadian
Dragoons based in Petawawa, Ontario.

I lived in Petawawa, and my dad is a retired Dragoon. He worked with Sgt. Gillam when he was just a Cpl years and years ago. My heart broke when I read that story. Right away I e-mailed Dad, and I would wager he's upset with the news. RIP Gillam and Mitchell.