Work and Play
And at home, it's official - they have turned me into a geek. No longer can I claim 'geek by association'. Nope, I'm a full-fledged, card-carrying member now. I have logged on and created myself a character on World of Warcraft. Method to my madness? Yes. I'm using the 'if you can't beat 'em, join 'em' philosophy. And although I do not condone the hours and hours that the boys spend playing the game, I at least understand now why it takes so long. To complete just one quest took me about 2 hours. The difference between me and the boys - I can step away from it easily. Because I'm a human priestess casting spells at Level 7, and that's what we do.
God help me.
It's kinda cool though, because Evan's character and my character can run around in the game together. He's at a much highler level than me, so he can give me cool stuff and help me kill things. And sometimes, we dance.
I used to be cool. Remember when I was cool?
4 Comments:
Working for thirty-five years is bad but what if you had to bang the same co-workers for those thirtyfive years? That would suck! I banged one broad for almost ten and it damn near killed me.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
You gave into the world of virgins! I...I don't know if I can speak to you anymore, Jenn. I just, don't know.
It's a temporary lapse in judgment, I assure you. He won't like it when all his little online buddies start talking to me, as in, "Wow, you're a real girl and you play video games! You're so cool!" And having geeks think you're cool is almost as cool as actually being cool. Isn't it? No? Ok then.
Excellent, love it! »
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