Is it propganda or just good sense?

I am a book nerd. Scratch that. I am a book fiend. Not as dangerous as those other fiends but don't get between me and my books or expect death and pain.

:)

For little less than a years nearly all of my book fixes have come from the library. Request is a wonderful thing. I haven't actually read all those books, I just being them home for a visit. Sick? Maybe.

Then I read the market reports for Borders. (Just Borders. As far as I'm concerned Barnes and Noble can kick it, evil ugly horrible color scheme store.) They were not doing so hot. And then the next one, and the next said pretty much the same thing. (In the mean time B&N has actually made PROFITS. The bastards.) But I am on a budget. Cookies are accounted in every week. Books are not. People on book and writing blogs as well as book forums began the call.

"Buy Books! Save the Books! You don't want them die do you, you heartless bastards!"

Or something to that effect.

Is it true? Should the cookie, tea and sushi budgets get rolled into one and become the book allowance? This is of course dependent upon having space for more books. But still, a good question indeed.

Elsewhere in the world there was the safety dance. I fail at the safety dance. Always have. Why? I don't want to run around with everyone else I want to shoot stuff. It be my job. So in heroic Naxxramas (that would be 25 person fun time) we came upon Heigan the Unclean and decided to smite him for wearing a very silly dress. Plus he's, you know, unlcean. So we did. I did not die as is normal. In fact no one died. 25 people managed to do the Safety Dance. With the craptastic lag Blizz has never fixed.

Go Knights and Symbi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The How to Safety Dance fun.

The music that video should have had ><

Now back to not writing! Err....I mean writing!

Edit: Who the hell doesn't love the midget? I'm just saying.

To be or not to Be

I am still alive. For the most part anyways.



Lately my life has been ruled by chilling with my best friend on WoW and trying to muck on through the skyscrapper like pile of books that the library keeps letting me take out with a little bit of writing thrown in(but more freaking out than actual words on page).



Perhaps it is the season, the month, the fault of that bastard rodent in Penn but I am plagued today with ennui.



Ewwww, the french disease.



Last night we pulled together the majority of the Naxxramas group that started on Tuesday, (Go Go lifebloom and tankadins) and ran through the Military wing. This makes it almost official. When we down Patchwork hopefully sometime tonight before the officers meeting I will have cleared all of Naxx. Woot! Here's hoping the cute little puppy dog drops my new pants!



<-----really doesn't want to run Heroic Halls of Stone for lesser pants when still running UP for trinket (that I keep losing) ><



Now I've played a hunter for just over 2 years. I remember the first time I looked up what the hell Freezing trap was supposed to do at level 40 something (*cue embarassment) and found out how awfully fun it is to CC things. Not only can I do it, I have spent the last 40 levels doing it. I love making things into popsicles. I feel useful when I do it and I find my skills rust real quick if I even skip a week of practice. Now with the freezing arrow there is a whole new mechanic of ranged CC that I find both really fun and really really freakin annoying.



Back in BC days I would spec as Beastmaster for raids and Survival for the rest of the week. At 50 gold a respec people can't really wonder why my lazy 'never doing dailies ever again' butt was always broke and selling anything and everything I could get my hands on. Back then Survival had no raiding chops and on the off chance I went into a heroic with the asshats who thankfully left the Knights their hunter would always whisper me about how he was killing me on the damage meter. At the time I didn't realize how much that bothered me despite the fact I was usually double trapping (1 cause I don't even think he new he had traps and 2 to piss off the tankadin goodnaturedly of course). However last night I realized something and it is bothering me.



/puts on warm fuzzy feeling sharing hat



/story time



Survival is now not only raid viable it is the dps spec (and trapping *loves and hugs). Granted the double and triple trap talent is no longer around but still timing is everything and I can blow alot of things up with a smile and some colorful commentary that I am glad doesn't make it onto Vent. I was keeping an eye on Recount to see if I was getting any closer to my dream (maintaining 3000 dps) and not for the first time I noticed where I was on it. I was first. That should have made me happy seeing as how I did not pulll aggro from the tank and I was placing my aoe trap in the right places for it to affect multiple mobs.



It didn't.



There are many reasons I think, the fact my gear is meh, the other hunters who started out raiding Naxx when I was on my 2 month hiatus know the fights I'm still learning, my own good Catholic guilt. Needless to say I wanted to cut down on the damage a bit but it would have been noticable and an insult to the others. Damage is after all what I am there for.

Lately I have had this bleh feeling about my hunter. At first I attributed it to the fact that spring is almost here and with it my long days at the park and hiking. Then I figured I was just too caught up in dreaming about my trip to Japan. Trapping really isn't necessary anymore as all tanks have aoe's now and can hold multiple mobs so that may be part of it. Whatever it is I find myself straying, eyeballing other classes and thinking hmmmm that looks fun.

So I am leveling up a tank. A bear tank to be exact. I figure I can bump out a couple levels before breakfast dailies (woot for sleepy women and copious amounts of coffee, oj and cereal), and hopefully get a bear tank ready before the guild completes the upcoming Ulduar raid. While I do have a healer in the works honestly I like making things mad and then killing them, I don't have the attention span for healing. At least not right now.

Will this work to cure my ennui? Maybe, maybe not. Will I ever dump my hunter completely? Hells no! Taberth shall live forever or at least as long as the servers are active. In the near future I'll be releasing gorilladin back into the wild (hopefully he'll trouce everything and become a king of Feralas) and will be slaughtering the Wailing Caverns to befriend a Windserpent. Never had one, always kind of wanted one, figure we'll take one of the pretty ones for a test drive.

As for everything else? Meh

/rails at the boredom of Saturday morning

/quits halfway

It's just one of those days.