And the geeks shall inherit the earth!
Main PC doesn't run World of Warcraft very well, but my laptop does. However, the soundcard on my laptop is buggered so I can't use Teamspeak (a sort of audio conference program thingy, useful for chatting to other players) to co-ordinate the guild raid. You see where I'm going with this? 
It was quite funny actually. The computer desk's keyboard slidey drawer thing is big enough to hold my laptop so the PC keyboard gets dumped by the monitor. It was incredibly geeky, but oh so funny!
Everybody’s doing it, I’ll do it too…
What the hell, everyone else has a blog so I think I will too. If people like to write inanely about their boring lives, why can't I? Muahahaha!
Insomnia strikes again and World of Warcraft is down for maintenance. Need to twiddle me thumbs for a wee while longer methinks, but I hope to repeat the success we had in BRD earlier on. Got all the way to the Emperor in something like an hour, with not one death. With no epics. We rule! Strat next for some booty, which should while the day away later. Situation with an ex-guildie who left due to issues with other guildies but won't speak to me any more because she exptected me to leave the best guild I've been in with her isn't resolved, but the only person to take her side so far is her boyfriend (understandably I suppose). Well, she went off and joined my old guild, the one I told her she wouldn't like back when she decided I was still worth talking to, so good luck to her. Not.
I've decided to leave h2g2. There's a new DNA-wide profanity filter (DNA being the umbrella that covers the BBC messageboard sites) but the rules are so contorted and nanny-like it's really the final straw in a long line of incidents. Being politely asked not to swear is fine, I can respect that, but all of a sudden being told you cannot say anything naughty, with posts and articles being modded with no explanation on why (it took one user a while to figure out that in his article the word 'wop' – as in the singing style – was the offensive word), maybe I should just surrender myself to the speed cameras and ID cards now? Such a shame as I've met so many lovely people there, but when your feedback is ignored and your words twisted by those who should know better, it's not a place I want to be any more.
I want cake. I have an urge for cake. Might nip out later and buy some scales so I can make some. For now, a nice cup of tea will do.
