Note: This was a stream of consciousness post that I put together during a commute in my car. Hence the clever name of the post.
I’m back mother truckers!
Five days in Las Vegas, followed by three nights at work. I finally have a day where I can get my head on straight and what do I do? Play Borderlands 2 exclamation point!
Wait, what? What the hell is going on?
I have found that my nerd card is quite full. And oddly enough, I have to blame my family for that. I went to visit my cousin the other day, and he re-introduced me to the awesomeness that is Borderlands 2 on the old XBox 360. He also got me back into the pen and paper RPG world with Pathfinder. Not only do I have a character in the Curse of the Crimson Throne campaign that he’s running, but this Friday I will be running one of my own as well!
I know, I know, calm down ladies. All nerd, all the time.
But what about World of Warcraft? No, I haven’t forgotten about it. I’m doing my usual gimmick where I try to make gold to afford a server transfer. Yes, another one. I also know that I’m going to be spending the next couple of days getting caught up with all things Blizzard that has happened while I’ve been off the grid. Well, at least Blizzard things I am interested in. So maybe I am being generous with the whole two days. Maybe two hours.
I have to admit though, as busy as it keeps me, this real life thing isn’t all that bad. The long workdays and little sleep aside, it does help pay for things like BlizzCon. I’m hoping to pull in a few more overtime shifts because I have a flight I need to pay for. And as of right now, I may be sleeping behind the dumpster at the Super 8 just down the road from the Anaheim Convention Center.
And oh, do I know that dumpster well. That’s a story for another time.
Well, that’s where I’m at right now. Dabbling in a little real life entertainment, a little pen and paper, and a little gold making in World of Warcraft. Oh yeah, Not to mention trimming down and training up for BlizzCon! As well as undoing some of the damage I did to my body in Las Vegas. Not everything that happens in Vegas, stays there.
Again, a story for another time.
Spoiler, I’m talking about food and drink. Not herpes or anything like that. Damn, you Americans know how to make up some tasty treats.