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Oh balls, guess who can't sleep again? *raises hand*
Mmmk. In brief RL news, Steve will be heading to Glasgow next week for a couple days--his secretary and PA (well, not really *his* personally but it still sounds awesome) are making all the arrangements. The week after that will be either Leeds or Brighton (or both), so meh. Iain's friend is coming back from holiday next week, so he mentioned maybe stopping around his mom's for the couple days since she lives closer to this friend than we do. The big thing is Iain likes to take his laptop around to his friend's house, but Steve won't let him walk all the way up there with a huge laptop bag in tow, so yeah. One can only hope, since he might drive me to distraction after 48 hours of just the two of us.
It's a little under a month before my one year anniversary of living in the UK...and I'm a bit meh about it really. I still haven't developed a really great relationship with England--I don't think it's still sunk in that I'm actually *with* Steve. That part is fucking awesome, it's just everything else around it that I'm lukewarm about. I still don't feel like I fit in, I'm still scared to leave the house, and really...I can't be arsed. I almost don't care about it, except how it might possibly affect my marriage. Otherwise, I don't really give two shits, since caring requires an effort I'm not willing to extend at the moment. My ideal world would be one in which I get a shiny green pill every day, but I don't think it'll be that easy to get one. I can't even really be arsed to go into the doctor, not that she works very often anyway. But yeah, Steve--I <3 him to death. England--we need to work on it.
In WoW news, I now have epic flying on all 4 of my level 80s. I figured it might be wise to hunker down and do it since we'll be able to fly in Cataclysm. It actually wasn't that painful between doing dailies and selling some stuff on the AH, and now it's done and I can get on with fun stuff.
I still want t10 on my mage--but I don't think I'll ever get enough frosties for that. With that said, I found some bollocks and signed up for my guild's ICC 10 man for this Friday. They'll start with Marrowgar and *try* to get to the Blood Princes, and while I'm terrified of failing, I'm also tired of just sitting on the sidelines. Steve's coming with me on his pally, who might become his new main with Cataclysm, so fingers crossed I don't wipe our raid out on Friday. I'm also signed as a reserve for Saturday, so yeah.
~Tams
Mmmk. In brief RL news, Steve will be heading to Glasgow next week for a couple days--his secretary and PA (well, not really *his* personally but it still sounds awesome) are making all the arrangements. The week after that will be either Leeds or Brighton (or both), so meh. Iain's friend is coming back from holiday next week, so he mentioned maybe stopping around his mom's for the couple days since she lives closer to this friend than we do. The big thing is Iain likes to take his laptop around to his friend's house, but Steve won't let him walk all the way up there with a huge laptop bag in tow, so yeah. One can only hope, since he might drive me to distraction after 48 hours of just the two of us.
It's a little under a month before my one year anniversary of living in the UK...and I'm a bit meh about it really. I still haven't developed a really great relationship with England--I don't think it's still sunk in that I'm actually *with* Steve. That part is fucking awesome, it's just everything else around it that I'm lukewarm about. I still don't feel like I fit in, I'm still scared to leave the house, and really...I can't be arsed. I almost don't care about it, except how it might possibly affect my marriage. Otherwise, I don't really give two shits, since caring requires an effort I'm not willing to extend at the moment. My ideal world would be one in which I get a shiny green pill every day, but I don't think it'll be that easy to get one. I can't even really be arsed to go into the doctor, not that she works very often anyway. But yeah, Steve--I <3 him to death. England--we need to work on it.
In WoW news, I now have epic flying on all 4 of my level 80s. I figured it might be wise to hunker down and do it since we'll be able to fly in Cataclysm. It actually wasn't that painful between doing dailies and selling some stuff on the AH, and now it's done and I can get on with fun stuff.
I still want t10 on my mage--but I don't think I'll ever get enough frosties for that. With that said, I found some bollocks and signed up for my guild's ICC 10 man for this Friday. They'll start with Marrowgar and *try* to get to the Blood Princes, and while I'm terrified of failing, I'm also tired of just sitting on the sidelines. Steve's coming with me on his pally, who might become his new main with Cataclysm, so fingers crossed I don't wipe our raid out on Friday. I'm also signed as a reserve for Saturday, so yeah.
~Tams
