Another splendiferus day in the life of the pancake queen and although today went thoroughly better than yesterday, parts of me are mixed on how to really feel. I don't feel bad, mostly like the day has just gone by more quickly than I would've liked. Not that anything too amazing happened causing me to want to stretch out that small fabric of time into something longer, I just don't think anyone likes feeling like their day is practically over, not knowing where it really went.
I went and saw Steffan today at the gym. We just spoke today about how he's going to help me and already I feel so indebted to him. I appreciate his time and knowledge so much. The biggest thing I got out of it was eating habits aaand how bad mine are. I pretty much eat or I don't eat. When I'm sad I won't eat at all, not that when I'm happy I eat a whole bunch. Not eating brings my metabolism into 'starvation mode' which basically means no matter how many calories I try to burn my body says "YO! are you crazy? food around these here parts is scarce! we can't get rid of this stuff!" So my new duty is to eat every 3 hours. I -have- to eat breakfast, no excuses, and nothing flimsy either. None of that tea and toast. Something substantial like eggs and a strip or two of bacon. Part of me is super excited about the entire thing. I know that I can do this, the other side of me however is convinced that I'll somehow screw this up. How can someone screw up eating every 3 hours? Easily. In my head at least. I really do have an overactive imagination, possibly too much so for my own good, but that in itself is another story.
I need to go on a tangent here for a second.. possibly two. Let's make things clear. I know about WoW. I play the game, I love the game, I'll occasionally get wrapped in it, I've been known to go all out and not sleep for a few days if someone hits the right nerve and challenges me at something. If there is anyone that's going to be understanding about anything related to that game, it's me. But notice my use of terminology. Game. Not lifestyle, not life, not job, nothing more than a game, maybe at times a serious hobby. Like tennis. People spend hundreds of dollars on rackets and clothes and special everything even if they're not professional athletes because it's their hobby. WoW hobbyists might spend $100 on a 15 button mouse and even more for the right computer and things of that nature. But at the end of the day it's still just a game. Just a hobby that we happen to adore a whole lot.
So why the hell do some people take it so seriously. This is coming from me. I've logged out after being stressed out at a really fail raid, cursed on vent when engaging in player vs player combat, cried when guilds have broken up, sent my friends on players of the opposite faction when I get ganked while leveling on pvp servers, and gone ballistic on seemingly, completely idiotic players in 5mans or raids. Trust me, I get it.
When you choose to play on a PvP server you are consciously making the decision to play on server where almost at any time in almost any place you run the risk of being attacked by someone of the opposite faction. So, I can understand being annoyed when you're trying to level because two baddies just double teamed you or because a level ?? just one shotted you .. possibly over and over and over. What I don't really understand, or more so like, is when someone gets seriously angry at me for something that isn't my fault and more or less comes with the territory of playing WoW on a PvP server. Not even going to get into the details because I'll continue to blunder on even farther and possibly go into exactly the type of nerdrage I don't wish to go into at this time.
I just wish some people would realize that while WoW is absolutely wonderful sometimes RL > WoW, that I care more about the people outside of the game than their toons, and that sometimes nerdraging on the wrong person makes that person feel not so good at all. Okay. I'm done. Two very long seconds. >.>
I've been doing a lot of thinking about starcatchers. They're pretty much amazing. I know this. I had my own for a long while and it was quite nice and then stuff happened and I didn't have one anymore and now I have the opportunity to get it back and I don't know what to do. I think I need to talk to the person offering the starcatcher so that I can sort some stuff out on my mind. I've gotten kind of used to not having one and I don't know if I can deal with having it back and/or the possibility of having and then not having it anymore ya know? Starcatchers. Yea. My head hurts now.
It's almost 10 so I need to get food! I'll talk to you later nubcakes. Yea, that's right I called you a nubcake. Deal with it <3 Another day, another blog.
Peace, Love & Pancakes
-Liberty
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