Oh.. you don't know Sheila huh?! Why she call you 12 times on friday then!?

Silly.. silly idiot.. drop the phone.. it does NOT belong to you..

I am only going to say this one time.. and if I have to repeat myself to ANYONE.. I will cyber thug you all:

DO NOT GO LOOKING FOR SOMETHING.. BECAUSE YOU WILL FIND IT!!

And when you find it.. please remember to be mad at yourself for searching and not me for doing.. HELLO!

When I was 19.. I went through my boyfriends phone.. it had been a couple of months.. he’d texted a female “friend” telling her that I wasn’t his girlfriend or some other b.s… and what did I do?! Ab-so-lut-ely nothing! I couldn’t.. I shouldn’t have been looking through his phone in the first place.. and I was NOT about to give up my position.. I learned a valuable relationshipial lesson that day:

DON’T LOOK FOR SH*T!!

This seems to be a significant issue in relationships.. looking through phones, searching pockets, reading diaries (yes, the same ex did that to me.. crazy mofo)

If you have enough distrust to search for signs of infidelity.. you have enough distrust to be by your damn self!

I will never ever understand why people go looking for possible drama.. 

Here is some advice for ya’ll:

1. Don’t ask questions you don’t really want the answers to – “did you sleep with her?”.. either way you are going to be mad.. if he lies, you’ll be mad that he cheated AND lied.. and if he tells the truth, you’ll be mad that he cheated.. if you don’t want to know.. just don’t ask
2. Don’t go looking for answers, you will find them – nothing is worse than finding something out on your own about the person you trust.. whether you’ve asked around or logged in to his facebook (#fail).. you will undoubtly find something that will wreak havoc.. even if it means nothing.. you know you will make something out of nothing..
3. Don’t reveal your sneakiness – if you decide to confront someone about information you received in an underhanded manner, you will now be the person in the hotseat.. whatever the other party did will no longer matter because you should’ve trusted them and minded your own damn business! Just tell them some guys from the baseball team told you (c) Mean Girls
||I do not condone dishonesty, but Im trying to save your ass||

[Blame Twitter for this, namely the WoM crew. -- Ed.]

Everybody knows dat Trolls is sexy – it’s in de Troll Handbook dat we got when we crawled outta de jungle and now, dese days, every Troll get it when dey pass through Sen’jin.

What you don’t know, though, is dat de sexiest of de lot are de Priests. You wanna be satisfied for all time, you get a Priest.

Lemme give ya de run-down on dis:

• Robes: Easy access – plus, a lack a’ pants is part of de Priestly Uniform of Priestliness
• Disease cleansin’ and protection: Not only is we de best at what we do (even if it ain’t pretty), we’s also de safest. Paladins got nothin’ on us no matter what dey say, ’cause our cleansin’ keep workin’ for a l’il while after de initial prayer!
• Flexible: We can adapt to any situation, position preference or location, from single partner to multiple partners.
• We can buff your stamina so dat you don’t run outta steam early.
• We know just what it take to keep you – and us – up all night long, and we got de cooldowns for de job.
• We know what makes ya tick.

So, when you lookin’ for somebody ta fill out your raid of de sack, pick a priest. Ya can never go wrong (with a Troll, at least).

Just remember, though: None of dem’s better den Grin. Not only am I a Troll, but I got de orange war crest goin’, which increases my sexy by at least a thousand. Just sayin’.

POPPYCOCK!!

As a member of the female species, I am expected to be ignorant to the on-goings of the male psyche.. I am supposed to believe the “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” bullsh*t hype.. that men and women are so different and I will never be able to understand them.. well

SIKE YOUR MIND

I am smarter than your average bear patna..

I have practiced one key excercise that all women and men should also practice if they ever “hope to understand the opposite sex”*

Make a male friend — DUH!.. This is not a secret.. it is common sense.. the reason that I have been able to understand men, avoid a lot of heartache and become the master playa-slaya (what?) that I am.. is because I have male friends..

And there are some things I have learned that apply to all men..

1. “Let’s Chill” — translation: “come over my house, sit on my couch, pop in a movie and sit close to me”.. before the end of Act 2, he will have successfully tried to kiss you, caress your bodacious bod and replace your vertical position with a horizontal one.. Do NOT believe the hype.. if you have never hung out with this person before.. never been anywhere in public before and he is not a pre-determined platonic friend.. he is NOT trying to watch a movie.. STOP FALLING FOR THIS BULLSH*T.. your house, his house.. it doesn’t matter.. he is trying to get it in or get as far as he can.. you’re in the perfect situation in the house, on a couch or bed, watching a movie in the dark and probably sitting close.. the only time you should go “chill” with this cretin is if you are also trying to get it crackin.. if not, don’t be surprised when the movie is on pause and you’re missing your draws..

2. Yes, he wants it — I was once told: “every man wants to have sex with you”.. No, not every man on the street (but likely so), every man you deal with.. we are always worrying about if he’s trying to get in our pants.. there is no if hun, it’s when!? But, there is nothing wrong with this.. think about it.. your husband will want to have sex with you (I should hope).. the problem is the man who only wants to have sex with you and is deceitful about it.. A real man won’t lie about it.. he will be straight up.. “ay baby, when you gon let me hit that?” or.. something like that.. but a male-child will try to pull the wool over your eyes.. What a lot of men don’t seem to understand is, if they’d just be upfront and tell us that all they want is the goods.. they will get much more respect for being honest.. they may not actually get the goods.. but at least they were honest.. if he’s taking the easy way out.. he’s a lame plain and simple.. If you are one of these lazy lying brothas.. YOU ARE LAME!!

3. If he wants it, he will pursue– One of the most important things I have learned about men in my 23 years, is that they will pursue what they want.. they may take what is given to them, but if they don’t want it, they won’t pursue it any further.. So many women stoop so low to get a man to choose them.. girl BYE.. No man is going to walk by something he wants and not go after it.. have you ever seen a hungry lion walk past a temptingg gazelle?! No.. he chased it, tackled it and chowed down! What I am saying is, stop pursuing men! If he wants you, he will let you know and he will put in the work.. all you have to do is accept or deny his advances and be a viable “prey” (I know, bad choice of words).. As long as you know what it is that he is hunting.. if he is just after the booty.. then he should make that known.. but don’t go chasing after him..

These were just three things on my mind.. there are plenty more.. trust me.. I just get so tired of ladies falling for dumb sh*t because some book or magazine (Cosmo) told us “we’ll never understand them” or “let them be boys” and a bunch of other b.s…

Like yesterday.. I watched “He’s Just Not That Into You” for the second time.. I didn’t like it the first time, but hey, it was on the shelf at the library just screaming.. TAKE ME HOME AND TALK SH*T ABOUT ME..

I was mesmerized by how STUPID and DESPERATE the women were.. I mean really!? .. Everything that happened to them was so obvious.. the worst though, was the girl who was sleeping with a married man then got mad at him for entertaining his own wife.. GIRL BYE.. because she assumed he was leaving the wife for her.. hahahahha..

Anywho.. most of the things you read in the “self-help” section of Barnes and Noble and is Cosmo is a bunch of poppycock.. Here is all the information you’ll need to shut the dumb sh*t down: OPEN YOUR EYES AND PAY ATTENTION! ..

See?! How hard was that?!?! So.. put down the magazine, and stop believing the hype.. besides, you ever notice how Cosmo and those el desperado chick flicks would have you believe that white women are brain-dead when it comes to men?! How many black girls do you see in those books!? Hmm.. I guess that’s a win for us then huh?!

Quit the poppycock..

xoxo,

m. lauren
the keepin-it-100 relationship guru..

*probably a quote from many a frou-frou “relationship” book at Barnes and Noble..

De lady’s got dis thing comin’ up dat mean she real, real busy, so I get to take over for a bit. In fact, dere’s somethin’ I think is a real, real important issue in dis world and I just can’t keep quiet no more.

Ya ready for it?

Wait for it.

Dere ain’t enough Troll girls out dere!

Dey’s all into dis “monogamy” thing, doin’ it de Orc way instead of de Darkspear way. Lemme tell you somethin’! De orcs is doin’ it wrong. Dey only take one woman or one fella and dat’s it ’til one of dem dies.

It’s no wonder dey’s always grumpin’ and gettin’ mad!

See, as with all things, de Darkspear also got dey on way. We lay with who we wanna and everybody’s happy. Some of us, some Trolls do fall in love an’ stick with one person – but dey still open for a l’il fun every so often. Dese days, since de orcs? Not so much. Everybody gotta imitate de fellas dat drag us outta de murlocs’ grasp – but seven years later it’s time we stop kissin’ dey ass.

Trolls! Be Trolls. You ain’t orcs and you ain’t Tauren, you certainly ain’t elves or deadies neither! Love plenty, love often and love many.

But especially ol’ Grin. Don’t be leavin’ me outta none of dis.

EFF YOU! But thanks for the horse.

I faction-transferred Talasha, a level 62 Troll priest, a little bit ago and decided that I absolutely needed to get her a new mount because I hate Elekks. So, Taashti embarked on a rather epic quest grind to get that Gods-damned horse. Lo and behold, it is now hers as of 2:34pm EST.

She will soon join the rest of my Alliance alts on Moon Guard but doesn’t consider her research of the humans to be quiiite over yet.

ETA: I may have a similar goal in mind for Valeni, the Draenei Mage on Thorium Brotherhood – but I’m going to hit the starting-to-twenty zones on her for the other races to nab their delicious spillover rep. Maybe.

Olha só… quanto tempo.

É bom voltar a ter tempo e poder revisitar esse espaço tão abandonado.

Pois estava ouvindo o primeiro disco dos Strokes agora a pouco e pensando em como algumas coisas não mudam de “gosto” com o tempo.

Eu tenho certeza que nunca vou gostar de mandolate. E olha que eu gosto muito de açúcar e amendoim (Muito!). Mas não tem jeito… eu não vou gostar de mandolate.

Mandolate

E agora pra descontextualisar:

Loro

This is Simon, and I’m going to Burlington to see him* on Monday. Maybe I’ll get to bring him home.

<3

*I forgot to say that yesterday. Also, he is a huge cat in the pictures – freaking big, he covers his male owner’s thighs.

E un monstrulet cu ochi de pisica la fereastra mea, s-a asezat acolo de la apusul soarelui si ma priveste cu interes. (Sau cu foame.) Pisicul nu vede nimic, prin apartamentul cu geamuri mari se plimba somnambuli care imi repeta obsesiv ca trebuie sa intru in jocul lor, prin tot felul de tertipuri si apoi, ca ultim resort, santaj emotional.  Somnul e un pretext pentru invocarea tuturor icoanelor pagane din templul meu linistit, si arderea lor, si dansul prin cenusa. Vocile plangatoare, pline de repros, pline de regrete si iertari sunt cantec de sirena si ma cheama sa ma pierd pe mare. Somnul era, candva, moarte mica, si acum este opusul mortii: pierdere in existenta infinita. Delir umplut de ochii spectatorului meu tacut, care asteapta.

Ideea de “nevoie” trece peste “dorinta” si “asa se face”, iar eu simt nevoia sa ma sustrag pentru mai  mult timp experientei sufocante a propriului creier out of control, sau a universului care mi se revarsa in capatana cand sunt cu garda jos. Poate nu-mi place nici culoarea asternuturilor de bumbac,  sau patul prea ingust, sau draperiile trase peste ochii de pisica din geam.

No, not the cute little doggies, but pick up groups.

This – from reactions I’ve had in my personal circle – is a little bit of a touchy topic. That’s okay. I’m well practiced at putting my foot in my mouth, and people should know by now that I adore them no matter what my frustrations may be. The approaching tide of hormones may be making me snarkier than what is normal for me and more impatient, too.

Wait. I’ve always been less patient than what I give myself credit for.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I want to run stuff. When I want to run stuff, I don’t want to waste time waffling over what to run – I want to whip up a group and go. I’m even willing to risk four-man runs just to hit content and get shiny emblems, I don’t care, just let me at it, shut up, get it done.

Sometimes, PuGs manage to fill that void. Sure, there’s going to be failworthy behaviour and people doing stupid shit – but I’m running something and getting loot or emblems. I’m actually doing something. I’m not sitting around or frustrating myself by trying to force a group to fall together.

I mean, I really hate the person I become when I step up to prepare a group for a heroic. I badger, I make snap decisions, I probably irritate my more easy-going friends with my “shit or get off the pot” attitude but it gets things done, it gets us out and hitting stuff.

PuGs give me the chance to not be in charge. They give me the opportunity to do my job without being a jerk. Sure, sometimes I am a jerk but for other reasons that are perfectly valid. No. Seriously. I am. Honest. OH COME ON.

This is why I’m looking forward to 3.3’s Looking For Group tool. It will pop me into a random group for a random instance, no fuss, with people that I may never see again – I can work out my rage on other groups so I can be a more pleasant person with my usual compisitions. I can scratch my itches instead of waiting around and feeling dissatisfied by a lack of ANY content.

And when it comes down to it, “Raging-At-Stuid-People!Mat” is easier to deal with than “Emo-’Cause-She-Wants-To-Run-Something-And-Nobody-Else-Does!Mat”. Trust me.

I’ll never stop running with the people I adore, by the way – but it is always better for everybody involved if I don’t save myself for their runs and only their runs. Raiding? That’s another beast.

DON’T MAKE ME GO IN THERE OMG.

We has winrar.

In order to tame Snorts, the pig belonging to the stable master in Frosthold in Storm Peaks, I had to lay a Freezing Arrow on top of him from the ledge above and to the left of him (or is it right? The one near the back) and immediately start the tame. Success fully depended on my health pool and if I could survive the beating.

He first was spawned outside Frosthold, so I had to die a few times to kill him so he’d respawn (this consisted of dropping an explosive trap and meleeing him, though it’s mostly the AoE that does it).

I also cobbled together a Survival Spec that ripped a PvP spec apart for the purposes of increasing my health pool and making my traps last longer.

My main spec right now is Beast Mastery, a “leveling” sort of build that favours pet strength. Kinuka Goal #2, now that she has the pig she wants? … Bloodsail Admiral, baby.

I learned two things over the weekend: One, a devilsaur pet can almost take on an unskilled hunter all by itself (Go Eddie!) and two, I suck at Beastmastery PvP.

Actually, no – three things. Prot paladins are insanely hard to kill.

On Saturday, a hunter was picking on Tarren Mill – a Night Elf hunter – so I hopped onto my hunter (in her full BM soloing spec) and traveled over to take care of him … as did one of two Protection Paladin friends (I will never give up DK tanking, but I find myself staring in silent awe at well-geared Paladin tanks). The hunter repeatedly lost,  (tip: If you pick on lowbie towns, the high-level denizens of your faction will happily beat you to a pulp until you give up), so he brought in a rogue friend. A rogue friend who, after being killed a few times, decided to switch to sapping and not really doing anything, so we hung around in the gate of town and watched the hunter try to kill us from afar. …  I sent my Devilsaur after him and the Devilsaur actually managed to nearly kill the hunter himself. All I did was Mend him a bit and Eddie the Devilsaur went “NOMNOMNOM”.

I was a little surprised.

Despite hunter buggering off and bringing a priest and one other person, a small party formed and continued to wipe the floor with these guys until they gave up on poor little Tarren Mill.

Sunday I thought, “I’m going to try to get Snorts again”, and I was so damn close I just needed a little more health. I figured out that if I freezing arrow and tame, I can survive up ’til the last second or two before the tame is complete. So, with my +170 Stamina charm, a Survival spec geared toward PvP talents and CC, some Fort elixirs and a scroll or two, I could pull it off. Protadin friend #2 showed up anyway and we spent an hour trying other methods of getting snorts. It would’ve been pulled off if the bastard didn’t keep spawning in areas where he’d evade glitch.

This is where I learned that I really suck at PvP – at least, without a pet. Obviously. I’m BM! No pet, no business.

One Death Knight swooped down and started hitting Protadin. We killed her and went back to dealing with the guards that would not stop spawning even when we ran away, though she came back and hovered above us. I fired a warning shot and she ran off, then I fell off the cliff. While I was running back to my corpse (Okay, flying), Protadin reported that he had killed her again.

Protip: Ulduar-geared protection paladins are not squishy, especially not against PvE-geared Death Knights who – like me trying to PvP on my Death Knights or Warlock – have no idea what they’re doing.

Another Death Knight showed up and kept targeting me, but we scared her away, too. We finally gave up when a) the damn pig spawned just outside Frosthold and ffffffff evade bugged again (when he did it the first time we had to melee him to death) b) two Night Elves who actually knew what they were doing showed up to chase us off. I’m absolutely stupid in PvP but it was amazing watching Protadin nearly kill the PvP-specced-and-geared hunter.

/target Snorts
/doom
/rude
/point
/doom

I WILL GET YOU IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO, LITTLE PIGGY. YOU ARE NOT SAFE.

That’s right.
I honestly don’t have much to talk about so I don’t really know why I’m posting. It’s kinda like my twitter today. “I’ve got nothin’. Just tweeting because I like to annoy”
So lets see…
I am not a huge fan of Halloween. I never liked going trick-or-treating as a kid because I hated going door-to-door for anything. I was a terrible Girl Scout because of this too. I don’t like knocking, or cold calling or selling of anything. I also had a hard time dressing up for some reason. Except for Wonder Woman but that was because I thought I was Wonder Woman.
Thankfully this didn’t leak onto Oscar who LOVES trick-or-treating. And seemed to always want to get into people’s houses. Oh it was a lot of fun saying “NO! You can’t go in!” The nice thing is that we went with the old neighbors and the boys were really good at introducing him to every person they met.
OH MY GOD I CAN’T DO THIS!
I don’t really know what I want to blog about but it’s not Halloween. I really want to blog about things that annoy me like the way my boyfriend eats. Or people that say the word Hubby. I hate that word. That is my number one reason that I’m never getting married because I know for sure that someone will ask me “how’s your hubby” and I will have to punch them in the face.
I also would like to say that Ghost Hunting shows really annoy me. Especially Ghost Adventures. I want to yell at the guy to just “Shut up already!” And if I were a ghost I would scratch at him too. It doesn’t quiet him down though. They even made fun of him on The Soup. Which was hilarious, and not so much of a stretch.
I also hate that my Mozilla has this “Getting started button right above the tabs for my other pages so every so often when I try to go back to my first tab I hit the “Getting Started” button and it takes my page to something else. I hate that.

Okay I think I’m calmed down enough to continue on. Or go in another direction.

Switching Directions NOW.

I the other week got tired of our situation with money and got tired of Jesse not wanting to tell me how much his paycheck was and a whole bunch of other things that were bugging me about him and said money situation. I went on line and while on the phone with a friend applied to work at the dreaded Wal-Mart because well there’s no where else here that I could think of that would hire me quickly. So they called me in for an interview and well I pretty much kicked ass and took names. So today they’re checking my “references” which consists of two people. One of my best friends and a former co-worker/friend. My friend called and said they asked her “Does she have violent tendencies?” and I said “You better have lied because I’ll cut you!” hahahaaaa. And so you’re pretty much reading a blog by a person who’s soon to be employed by the devil.
This might manifest into a blog about my awesome working experience. And oh my mother has high hopes. She is of the mind that I will be owning my own Wal-Mart soon. I had to break it to her that this is a temporary stop gap to help with our finances until I can get a job transcribing.
Or I could be running my own Wal-Mart one day….

Ever since my first late night boy/girl conversation in 10th grade, I’ve been aware of “THE NUMBER“.. this 1 to 2 (3 if that’s your thing) digit calling card that gives person A “all the information” they need to know about your sex life..

Right..

The number is a silly notion to me.. sure.. I’ve kept track.. I know exactly how many men I’ve slept with.. I can even provide details if I want to.. but I don’t.. I keep track because I like to be able to recall things..

I DON’T KEEP TRACK SO THAT I CAN TELL YOU LATER ON!!!

For some reason, men seem to believe that knowing your number can deem you worthy or unworthy of dating (because they will sleep with you regardless)..

A low number can mean some inkling of purity, inexperience or being careful/choosy.. while a higher number means.. you’re a slore..

The issue:  why does it really matter?!

What he/she needs to know is whether or not you’ve been protecting yourself and the time and results of your last testing..

The number is not information for just any ol john partner.. that’s info you can share with a special person who you want to know everything about you..

Is C. Breezy having a breakdown?! Or is he a man hurting and regretful!?

So.. Someone on Youtube released a video: The Way We Used To Be.. the video is set to a mournful song about breaking up.. and features Chris and Rihanna in ‘happier’ times.. CB later posted the video on his twitter @mechanicaldummy.. This is not the first time that he’s posted some extra sappy, come back to me, I miss you type stuff on his twitter..

I know that the young man may be hurting.. but it is very rare for a person in the public eye to be so public about his feelings.. even if they are conspicuously veiled attempts

So I was thinking.. what is going on here?!

And plain and simple.. I think that he is probably upset, hurt, regretful and a mess of other emotions about this breakup.. He has to play out this whole drama in the public and probably has no real space to release the emotions in private.. So he is baring his soul to the world via twitter.. I just hope that it’s real..

Breaking up with someone you love is hard no matter what the situation behind the break up.. I know that CB is still getting flack from hitting the terrorist (thank you Aaron) and people are holding that against him as if to say he is not entitled to his feelings.. but he is..

Just because he may be responsible for the outcome of this.. doesn’t mean that he will not suffer the consequences.. he has to deal with heartache from breaking up, dealing with anger problems, having hit a woman, reconciling himself and his career.. but because he is at fault he is not supposed to be upset!?

Imagine having to deal with this plethora of issues at such a young age.. being a celebrity and having money don’t make you exempt from being human.. if this is the best way for C. Brown to deal with his issues.. then I encourage him to do so.. that is the only way he will ever be able to move past it and make himself a better person..

now.. Necole Bitchie put a poll up asking if Rih and Chris should get back together!? I would have to vote no.. love does not a good relationship make..

I was once in a relationship that seemed to have been dipped and drenched in love.. but.. it was still a volatile and unhealthy relationship.. that love was not the pure, unconditional, true love that I want and need in my life.. we were enraptured in each other it seemed.. but life is not The Notebook and things went awry REAL fast.. my point is.. just because you love or are in love with a person doesn’t mean that you should be with them.. when the relationship ends (and it is probably for the best) you should take a step back, evaluate what you learned and move on the best way you know how.. (unless the best way you know how is by getting another, which I wouldn’t recommend)..

Any relationship that has a factor of any sort of abuse, unhappiness, etc. is not the one you should be in..

So, I vote NO..

I won’t get into the abuse issues.. as many have spoken on it and I kinda just don’t feel like it..

By the by.. does anyone else notice that Chris seems happier and more into Rih than she is with him!? I read that before he was way more involved than she.. just wanted to point that out..

Also, I didn’t mention Rihanna’s dealing with this because 1. she is not publicly expressing herself and 2. I don’t really care for her enough to give her time on my blog.. girl bye

hit up Chris Brown on twitter.. @mechanicaldummy..

hit me up too while you’re at it @callmemlauren

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This was why I like Non-Fluffy Pagans on LiveJournal so much: Laziness is mocked.

I could probably get into the importance of thick skin on the internet, but I don’t think I have the energy today.

Toate ideile pierite din saptamani intregi de opozitie minora mi se aduna in cuvinte ca niste pumni inclestati a furie, a retineri infinite. Am incercat sa tratez moartea dorintrei de a mai gandi cu somn de forta majora, si toate gandurile mi s-au revoltat. Deja e razboi civil pe aici, cu strazile orasului pustii si cladirile prafuite care mi-erau atat de dragi lasate in paragina, ba chiar in pericol de bombardament.

Egoismul, in regrete si reprosuri, se manifesta ca valuri de ura, care ard in mutenie si dor cu o durere prea bine cunoscuta. Cosmarurile din fiecare noapte imi controleaza dictatorial potenta emotionala, pana cand niciun minut al zilei nu mai gaseste la mine vreo urma de mila, vreun rest de compasiune umana. Egoism sau indiferenta, empatie tocita pana la radacinile nervoase, contorsionata patetic.

“such a poor, wretched creature”, departe de orice asteptari pe care cineva ar putea sa le dedice vreunei creaturi cu potential oarecum viabil. Oricum, mereu m-au iritat asteptarile pe care unii isi permit sa mi le aplice.

Not gonna lie, I’m starting to get a little excited about the cross-server LFG feature.

I have a level 80 priest, a level 80 mage, a level 80 death knight and a level 80 hunter. I will soon (whenever I get on my ass and level him) have a level 80 rogue. A warlock, shaman and warrior will soon follow.

I can’t expect my friends and guilds to help me gear them all up – that’s unfair to them and an unrealistic expectation. I use my Death Knight to tank when guildies and friends need help, I use my priest to heal and I whip out my hunter when there aren’t enough DPS available. Sometimes, friends and guildies aren’t available – so I turn to LFG.

The problem? The PuGs rarely get off the ground – we’ll have three or four out of five members and spend nearly an hour waiting, then have to call it because we just don’t have the time to sit and wait. Thus, I wind up having to wait ’til guildies and friends sign on, but by that time the idea’s usually wandered off and I’m occupying myself with other things.

So, the chance to have a larger group to pull from is a pretty nice idea – even nicer if it allows us to limit what server times we queue into. I’d be all over that. Hell yes, there are going to be even more dumbasses to deal with, but that’s okay! I can always let them die.

And die. Repeatedly. Then giggle to myself as they flip out.

… What.