Archive for January, 2010

I hear the sound of his voice in my head, and I can’t get over the way it still makes me feel.  I search back through the memories, and still feel the same way I did, before they were memories.  I hear a song and his lips come to mind, and I feel that soft touch.  I see a flash of color that reminds me of his eyes and my heart melts.  I feel the rush of his memories running through my mind at every juncture of my life, and I rejoice in the way it makes me feel.

Is it sad, that one person can excite all of those things in me.  I am amazed that my mind and body react so readily to a thought, a sight, a sound and even just a memory.  Is it just that the mind lingers over the things we liked the most, and moves the bad things out?

I drive to work, 30 minutes, every morning.  In that time, I will see or hear something that brings him into my mind.  What can I do?  I like him there, but boy, does he interfere at some of the worst times imaginable.  So, I am coming to terms with the fact that this memory will always be there.  I will never be rid of it.  I just need to learn how to adjust and work my way around the memory and thoughts and rush of emotion, when I see, hear or feel that rush.

I sit here, and I think and I giggle, because I know.  He will just shake his head and wonder what I was thinking.  The answer to that is… I was thinking about him, always   Amazing how someone can affect someone else so deeply.

Ever just wanna create a toon…just to create a toon?

Meet my Shaman, her name is Mytailforu

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She is my newest toon, and I am learning about tailoring and enchanting with her.  She is mighty cute   I love the Dranaei, they are fun to play

I am steadily working toward getting all my totems, and making her a shamantic beast

Stay tuned, there is more to come from this toon.

Happy gaming!!

Howdy readers!

It has definitely been a Monday!  I had a short weekend with very little sleep.  I think from Friday morning through this morning I got maybe 12 hours of sleep total.  I am just really stressed about the stuff going on with my dad, and just trying to make sure that I get to see him before anything gets any worse.

I guess it could be worse…right?

I could be homeless, jobless, and on the street!  Thank the Lord that I am not though!  I could have no friends or family that care for me.  Well, that is definitely not the case.  I am blessed.  I know that.  I should take that knowledge and thrive off of it.  I think the negative stuff in my life is over powering my positive.  I will find my balance, it may just take a bit.

Well, I just wanted to stop by and give ya’ll a quick glimpse into my personal chaos..LOL

Have a great week!

Let me introduce you to my rogue, yes a rogue, and not just any rogue a pink haired gnome rogue

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to….Sneakypinky

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She is hell on wheels…so to speak..he he he.

I am steadily working with her, between Cat, and Kyra, I squeeze in some play time with her

So, her name, I get much crap about it.  I named her sneakypinky because she is a rogue with pink pigtails, and the guys in the guild immediately went another direction with her name, and she gets ‘affectionately’ called…Stinkfinger.  So, beware the Sneakypinky, she is short, deadly and well…pink haired

Kyralee is my paladin I rolled several months ago. My goal when I created her, was to make her a tank. I abandoned her for a while, because I got caught up in gearing my main toon Catianna. Over the past month, I have been focusing on my Pally again. I had a friend Pipesadin who helped me set up Kyra’s DPS Ret Spec, and I have been just soaring through the Outlands and Northrend. Meanwhile, with Cat, I have been saving up gold to get Kyra’s Duel Talent Spec, and I sent that over to Kyra last night.

As I sat there, I pondered what I really wanted to do. Did I really want to tank, or did I want to heal? I wanted to keep my dps spec, due to still needing to level to 80. I decided to spec Tank and DPS for the time. I grabbed a one-handed weapon and a shield, and tried to set up a rotation. Then a guild member Melvinh helped me initiate myself to tanking, the proper way. We queued up for Utgarde Keep and I walked into my first official tank instance.

So, I have been in this instance more than my fair share with Cat, I love this place! Walking in there as Kyra though, I looked at it completely different. I have seen this instance tanked by good tanks, and bad tanks, my fear was being a bad tank. Melvinh and I pugged the other three members of the party. I was very nervous as I entered the instance.  Looking at UK from a ranged perspective is a bit different than looking at it from a tank perspective.  Everything seems more menacing from that aspect.  I gingerly worked my way through the Keep, with a little help from Melvinh, and some great heals from our healer (this was her first time to heal an instance) we made it through to the last boss, and of course I had to get a killing blow from the boss at the last second before he died.  I did it though!  I tanked the instance with lots of help

Now, the question is…do I want to continue to be a tank?  I think I do, but only more tanking runs will help me get to that all important place of not being scared to tank, due to fear of being a bad tank.

Happy Gaming ya’ll!!

You ever feel like there are people in your life that are meant to be there, but that you get so angry with them, because of something trivial, that you feel bad about it?  Do you ever wonder why they say that love knows no bounds, and yet those bounds are crossed on a daily basis?  Why do people insist on making things that are small and trivial into something big and obnoxious?  Why is it a man that has been in and out of your life for 35 years, is suddenly the most important person in the world, with one little phone call?

This past weekend has been stressful, anger filled, and guilt ridden and for some reason I can’t shake it.  I am all jumbled up inside.  Saturday morning I got a call from my half brother, in Arkansas.  My dad is now bed ridden, and has no use of his legs.  He sounded all raspy and like he has a lot of fluid on his lungs.  I got to talk to him for just a few, before he went back to sleep.  I called later that day, and my brother advised that Dad was on his way to the hospital, he had no movement in his left arm.  I waited for an update, and didn’t get one that evening.  Sunday morning I called and got the hospital information and called and talked to a nurse.  She advised he may have had a minor stroke.  Now the waiting game begins.  I called him today and got to talk to him for a few minutes.  He still sounds all rattley inside but he was alert.  We will have to wait and see what happens.

So, on to another subject.  How can something so small and so trivial, make someone so angry and then come back to make you feel angry and guilty for being angry all at the same time?  The heart speaks the words that only fall on deaf ears and are never heard by those that need it.  I feel like I don’t need to explain myself, but if I don’t explain myself I feel like I am the guilty person who did nothing wrong.  I mean yeah, I am ‘technically’ the one that should be held ‘responsible’ but I didn’t do anything wrong.  I accepted an invite, and got griped at, because the event ran over and into someone else’s plans.  Not because of anything I did, but because of someone else’s actions.  Yet, I get pulled to the side and scolded like a child, when I wasn’t the one responsible for everyone else’s actions.  I cannot control the universe and all that happens in it.  I cannot control those around me, that I have no cotrol over, yet I am the one who gets the brunt of it.  In the end, I feel guilty, and I really did nothing wrong.  Again Love knows no bounds….

I think I need to just walk away from my pc right now.  I have to much on my mind and in my heart for me to go on.  I have been through worse, but I dont’ feel like I can handle it now.  I don’t want worse to come, I want better to come along.  I want Dad to get better, and I want to not feel so awful about things I have no control over, but because my heart steps in the way, I feel bad.

Later guys and gals…see ya on the upside of things…I hope.

Welcome to the New Year everyone!

I had an eventful weekend on WoW.  We had our Guild Alliance Fun Run on New Year’s Day, it was hosted by Memento Vivere, and The Cat Box and the Alfa Squirrels were participants in the run.  I am currently going through videos of the run, to hopefully post up to the sites soon.  After the run, we played a couple of games of dodge ball and just had fun chatting on vent with each other, and having a good time

We ended the evening with a wild hair on my part.  I decided it was time….time for what you ask?  Well, time to become a pirate of course…err so to speak.

While standing in the park in Stormwind, and hanging around after dinner, I was sitting there looking at several people standing around me…with a title I didn’t have.  The title of Bloodsail Admiral.  I got to thinking, and the wheels in my head started turning, and then my mouth started moving, and the next thing I knew, I was headed to the Stormwind flightpath, on my way to Booty Bay to wage war on the Steamwheedle Cartel.  I pulled up my hard earned Honored reputation with the Steemwheedle Cartel, and placed a check in my at war, and then began the grinding with several others who wanted the title as well.   I don’t think I have ever grinded so much reputation at one time.   I went from Honored with Booty Bay, Gadgetzan, Everlook, and Ratchet to completely hated, and then moved up in the reputation for Bloodsail Buccaneers.  After 5 hours of grinding rep, I finally was able to run over to Fleet Master Firallon and grab the quest that changed everything about my hunter.  I earned the acheivement of Avast Ye, Admiral and got the title of Bloodsail Admiral Catianna

Now my goal is to get Insane in the Membrane which will require a whole lot of grinding, not only with the Steamwheedle cartel but with the Darkmoon Faire and Ravenholdt and Shen’dralar. So, I say…Let the grinding begin

So, as you run all over the world, if you happen across The Vek’nilash server and see a wild and crazy hunter by the name of Catianna out killing lowbie mobs, well tip your hat to her and bid her well, she has a helluva long rep grind ahead of her.

Happy gaming ya’ll!