Sunday, September 18, 2005

WoW Is A Feeling

I am officially on da crack. Taking a nod from the one called N to the S to the P, that's Nathan Scott Phillips for the ill-informed, who decided the best way to deal with the grief over a lost home was to buy a DS, I bought my own copy of World of Warcraft. It never floods in Azeroth. So that's good.

The problem I see on the horizon is the Mac compatibility of 'teh WoWZ'. Mobile WoW. LSU wireless. All these things come together to effectively end my life. It's over. Like the 3rd season of Chapelle's Show. Over.

On another note, the 4 people who read my blog need to Buy More Beer. It's for a good cause. I know how weird that sounds, but follow the fucking link and you'll see. And for those that don't love Abita, buy some for someone who does. Massive. Totally Massive. Booyakasha.

Simple sentence construction is the theme for today's blog. My brain must still be on WoW chat mode. I really had to clean out the cobwebs last nite at a pool bar to be able to speak to people about real things. And play, gasp, analog games like pool. I really suck at pool, but the three games Rob the pilot and I played we won, oddly enough.

The siren call of teh wow calls me. no time for love dr jones

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

we bought some abita saturday night. nathan and i went all over this bum fuck town to find it and i swear i was this <...> close to crying because i miss drinking with everyone and being home and everything else.

fuck the katrina

i'm hoping to go home this next weekend.