I’d forgotten the joy of maintenance!
I happen to be up at this time today only because I am waiting to experience the joy of a root canal in about an hour. I had hoped to distract myself with some WoW, but …
Ah, well. It’s back to gay porn for now.
I’m really not okay with gunning down hoards of … well, Horde. We’re at war, yadda yadda. I just want to be a Draenei with a crab. Unfortunately I also want to explore the new continent – well, new to me – and level up. So there you are. For the moment, I think I will just ignore the facts of what I am involved in. It just makes me feel slightly dirty.
Hey, if I could ignore torturing people for information, I can ignore killing some Horde.
Oh, hey! A magical native has shown me the error of my ways! That makes it all better.
At least now I have a good reason not to post more often.
If you have desire to take a look inside depression, may I suggest this amazing post Depression Part Two at the blog Hyperbole and a Half. There are many other wonderful posts there as well, but this one does a brilliant job of presenting the underlying reality of depression in a very visceral way.
I’m sorry your fish are dead. I still like you, though.
Or I would, if I had any fish left.
In terms of medical costs, at least, I got off easy.