Ding 54!

It was time for my horde undead priest "Glömsk" (weird name, I know) to get some quality action play time. I'm five bubbles from 55, but that's not as exciting as the even numbered dings as the character only qualifies for training and new abilities on the even levels.

Does it sound like I've played too much Warcraft this weekend?
There's no such thing as too much Warcraft. ;-)

New week has already begun. No baby in sight.

Bad conscience

I get a bad conscience when I spend time alone when we're at home together. It's weird. Or, perhaps it's not so much bad conscience as a feeling I should be where S is and not on my own. We spend so much time apart all day long on an average weekday so I feel like I want to "buffer up" some quality S-time during evenings and weekends... :-)

I suppose it's love. It'll pass. ;-)

The comforting thought is that he feels right about as bad as I do. That means we've got the basics 'down'. We both want the same, however practicalities makes it silly to force the togetherness. :-)
I mean, it's not as we're not in the same house, maximum one floor apart. :-)

Ding 42!

First find the mob. Then kill it. Or steal its stuff. Or die trying.

The first part is generally the one that makes you spend hour upon hour in front of the computer...
Or alternatively, like I've been doing for the past hour:

• traveling to hand in quests to various cities and quest givers.
• traveling to trainers in various skill areas (hunter, leather worker, first aid, cooking etc).
• checking the in-game auction house for useful new weapons and armor.
• selling useful items on the in-game auction house so the characters can get in-game money to buy new weapons or other stuff.

Not so much gaming as administration really. But somehow Blizzard manages to make all of these types of activities entertaining too.

My draenei hunter is now level 42, with a nice set of skills a ridable elek (60% increased movement speed) and a hunter's pet she probably should replace with a new one (but doesn't have the heart to) and a pet chicken (just for fun).

And I'm hungry. And there's no baby in sight (although he's making himself known in various ways). Must go downstairs and fix something to eat. Then it's time for bed. High time for bed even. God knows when our last undisturbed night will be... 8-)

Less than fancy

Pickled herring, boiled potatoes, boiled egg, crisp bread and butter. Not the fanciest Saturday dinner ever. But gosh it hit the spot. The finishing glass of milk just topped it up to perfection. :-D

Back to Warcraft.

Ding 41!

And now it's time for din-dins.

Saturday - warcraft day

:-)

Will dedicate this day to resting and Warcraft. And perhaps some assembly of baby furniture.

Ding!

Poney-ding! :-)

I finally reached level 40 and got a ride for my draenei hunter. She looks rather uncomfortable sitting on top of that "brown Elek"... I'm guessing a hoofed creature isn't really supposed to be riding another animal? ;-)

Now it's time to rest my aching body in the lounge before hitting the sack. Will do some 'proper' work tomorrow (go to a conference). Hopefully the baby will realise this and decide to get inspired enough to come out. 8-)