Thursday, October 24, 2013

Intermission For My Sanity

What an annoying week. My guild is stuck on H Thok; I replaced half the hardware in my computer because for some reason The Sims 3 requires as much system resources as the Large Hadron Collider; and my college thought it'd be cool to leave the important, time-sensitive documents that I sent them sitting around on a desk until I said WTF? There's only one thing to do when one wants to escape from such frustrating first-world problems...

Level an alt.

Pew Pew!

There's nothing like mindless questing through zones I've seen many times before to sedate my brain and shove away any sense of responsibility. Add heirlooms on top of that, and I get to experience the satisfying ding of gaining a level approximately every ten minutes! Some shammy roll on my cloth item in a dungeon? Who cares! I'll replace it with some quest green in the next zone. Or I could just sit in an inn for a while and watch the lowbies go by. There's no rush. There's no war out here in old world. No call to raid. Yes, the World of Warcraft is my oyster as I grow from a fledgling warlock into a mighty hero of the Alliance!

"Congratulations, you have reached level 90!"

...I don't want to play anymore.


Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Sims 3 expansions were on sale.

An Overview of The Sims 3: Seasons


Make an angel in the snow!

 Warm up with a delicious hot beverage!

 Show off your half-pipe tricks at the festival!

 Decorate your house with holiday lights and never take them down!

 Build romance by taking a date ice skating at the local pond!

 Get lucky in an igloo!

 Plan world domination with a snowman army!

 Spring, Summer, and Fall:



Sunday, October 6, 2013

Camp camp camp camp.

Day 7

I have set up camp on a patch of grass on the banks of the Blood Pools. Already, it has been five days since I enticed an albatross to carry me up to this isolated lake, and I have spent every waking hour waiting for the red-stained water elements to coalesce into an angry spirit named Garnia. Plenty of other heroes have joined me, occasionally dropping down from the sky in a shared attempt to acquire a living droplet of the spirit. The constant sunset of the Timeless Isle makes the days run together, and I sometimes lose myself staring into the shallow water until the sound of battle rouses me. I have been living on grass and Imperial Silk sandwiches for two days.

Day 16

Though I have escaped the Blood Pools and rejoined the war against the Yaungol on the main isle, the great black serpent that circles the Blazing Way has been tempting me with the prospect of harnessing his power between my legs. I have seen many people try to subdue him, only to receive a breath of lightning to the face, forcefully sprayed from the mouth of the long sinewy beast. I must figure out how to coax the black dragon into letting me ride him. Hopefully, I can handle such a large and wild cloud serpent and do not end up bucked off or ripped in twain.

Day 27

I am on the hunt for a jade fire spirit. The Cave of Lost Spirits is damp, winding, and full of dangerous creatures. Everywhere I turn, there are mysterious magical fires, powerful living flames, and strange shambling lake creatures. The conditions in this cave are borderline unbearable, but I will not falter. I am ready to camp for weeks if that is what it takes to... OH CRAP THE DARKMOON FAIRE!

Day 27

There'sh a lot of wolvesh and a lot of boozezez.