I ran two flag captures last night. Unreal. I joined a group for AB, which was fine, but then 5 people bailed, and Shirley was like, let's do WSG! We have a druid! To which I always respond with "nooooo!!". But it was not so bad, even though I was only able to complete 2 caps because the Alliance had a crap PUG and the rest of my group were pros from the Chants de Maldoror. We did a 1 man D thing. It worked. *shrug* I might make Sr Seargeant next week. And on top of that, they invited me to their weekly MC run. That gives me three weekly WoW events, which I think is about all I can handle. I mean, I think that's all the hours I have to give to WoW.
A Genesis friend sent this: "On Wednesday of this week, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be: 01:02:03 04/05/06. That won't ever happen again at least not on this planet [for 100 years]." I'll be sure to point out to him that it will happen again. :)
Celebrate this numeric holiday in whatever way you please.
I'm going grocery shopping tonight and I don't know what to buy. Aigh.