Three people carrying twenty-two others is normal for LFR anyway.

Do people in your LFR look like this?

This week, I pre-purchased the WoD expansion and immediately used my free level 90 boost, and despite the provided gear being quite adequate ilvl-wise, it sure makes anyone wearing it look craptastic. Even if it's 483 ilvl, it's embarrassing to queue for LFR with that glaring green color on all my gear like a giant neon sign reading "Pick on me even though plenty of people in epics do worse DPS." No wonder some people have been so quick to complain about boosted 90s even though they're often being played by competent raiders.

On my new mage, I've actually been using my H Garrosh title for the first time since I've earned it just so I'm not grouped in with people who boost to 90 in a random spec and spend LFR pressing one button every ten seconds. Call me lame, because that's what it is. It feels like I'm wearing one of those cheesy bumper stickers that claims, "My other car is a Ferrari," while I'm driving a rusty lemon into Jin'Rokh and missing.

To all the Silent Heroes out there braving LFR in these noob and difficult times, I salute you.

-Avia.

The end of a year... and an expansion.

My guild hasn't been doing anywhere near as well in Dragon Soul as we did in Firelands. After we reached the
DPShealidiot check that is Ultraxion and learned that a third of our team can't click a button that saves their lives, we lost a bunch of core members to a mass server transfer and had to fill spots with our
benchnew recruitsincompetent casuals for a week. We only just downed Deathwing on Thursday and it was... anticlimactic. I'd already seen the grand finale cut scene thanks to easy-mode LFR in which I "won the game" with thirty minutes of minimal effort. Even the comforting and encouraging words from Thrall didn't uplift my warrior spirit since I knew I didn't deserve them. Usually, it takes at least a couple weeks of dedicated teamwork to get some cool RP that makes the player feel like her efforts contributed to the safety of Azeroth. Yet, I got to celebrate the end of the Cataclysm with... random fucks from Whisperwind server. I couldn't even jump up and down and hug anyone without feeling like a creeper.

In real life news, I'm on winter break, so I have four weeks to
apply to internshipslearn a foreign languagecamp rare spawns in Outlands. I've also been trying to gear up my druid alt, but I've had little success due to the following well-known rules of RNG:

1. Your main will never roll higher than a 35 on important loot.
2. Your alt will roll better than your main...
3. But your second alt will get all rare pets and mounts and win gear upgrades that boost ilvl by 10 points at a time.

My fourth 85, a god-awful ret pally that forgets to use its cooldowns, is now better geared than my precious druid healer that I actually leveled to play rather than be my disenchanting slave. Every time my druid loses a roll, I sigh in knowing resignation, and every time I win a roll on my pally, I want to quit WoW and start buying winning lottery tickets for people I don't care about.

Anyway, in a few days, it's going to be my favorite holiday! I'll be doing my usual New Year's Eve thang of going out to
danceget fucked up and danceget REALLY fucked up and dance. Then the next day, I'm going to to bow to my elders and get cash.

Being Korean is awesome.

-Avia.

P.S. Aggra is pregnant. Thrall better watch his back.