I’ll get the Warcraft stuff out of the way right now so that those of you who don’t play (are there any such people?) can just skip this paragraph and we’ll all be better off. I hit 60 on Saturday, finally. Since then I’ve been doing a little pvp, a little gold farming (for the epic, not for eBay), a little easter egg hunting. But while I understand that the acquisition of a new mount and my class set are important goals, I just can’t muster that much interest in the endgame raid content necessary for the new gear, at least. And even if I could muster much interest, I literally do not have the time to do any raiding more than, say, once a week. I’ve been playing a little with my much-neglected alts, and I do really enjoy pvp now that level isn’t an issue, but I think I’ll end up playing even less than I have been recently.

Which is good, because my secondary gig is turning into something a little bigger, a little more exciting, and a lot more time consuming. I think it’s going to be a really great thing for me, but given that I already have a full time job, that’s my nights and weekends pretty much spoken for.

Anyway. I got on the F this morning and sat down across from this adorable little Asian girl in pigtails, who promptly puked her adorable little guts out. Someone dropped a newspaper on the seeping horror that resulted, and the rest of us breathed through our sleeves and moved as far away as possible. As it was rush hour, this was not very far away at all. I was very glad that I had not eaten breakfast, at least. Happy Monday!