Thursday, January 04, 2007
posted by Starman at 11:00 AM
So, I did it. I had a feeling around November that I couldn't keep up with the raiding for long. Add to the fact that the 2.0 patch really killed any enthusiasm I had for playing a druid in a raid, and the rest is history. No more raiding from 9pm to 2am on Fridays and Saturdays. I have my life back. If I choose to play until 2am it'll be because I want to, and I can leave when I want to, or go out and not play at all. While I was raiding, I didn't watch movies, didn't play any console games. It was raid, raid, raid.




Admittedly I'm just a bit sad. I really did enjoy going through Naxx, but when raiding became a job, I didn't want to raid anymore. It's a shame that raiding couldn't be more about fun. It's not fun when Blizzard takes something away from the healers. It's not fun when people question you about why they weren't healed or decursed. Healers always have it the worst in MMOs. I'd tell them they were out of range of heals to which they'd find some way to pin it back on me. Sorry, but lrn2staynearyourhealer. What's worse is that I really didn't have any friends in the guild. Sure, there was one person I spoke to now and then, but as hard as I tried, I never got to know anyone. As Alachia says, friends > WoW. Am I going to miss the chance of T3 gear? I only miss the fact that I won't be getting the T3 headpiece I was shooting for. I hate my moose antlers. Our guild couldn't down Thaddius more than once so it was very frustrating knowing that week after week would be another disappointment. And to those that would get it:


JOE
You look terrible, Mr. Waturi. You look like a bag of shit
stuffed in a cheap suit. Not that anyone would look good
under these zombie lights. I can feel them sucking the
juice outta my eyeballs. Three hundred bucks a week, that's
the news. For three hundred bucks a week I've lived in this
sink. This used rubber.