Dear Darla Diaries

it's about to get silly up in these parts

Uh oh. Blizzard released their newest expansion pack for World of Warcraft at Blizzcon 2011 Friday. Bring on the intervention cause we have an addiction problem round these parts.

 

Yea I do want to be a panda-kicking-monk when I grow up. Bring on the angry leveling attitudes and the pouting. Bring on the "Honey why are you removing me from my computer? I know it's 3a and I have to work in 4 hours and I just need One.More.Level. No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o."

 

Disclaimer: No, I do not ignore everyday functions to be a gamer. Yes, I am a contributing member of society. Yes, we do play with Real Live People in the game. Yes, I've actually made friends, and met in real life, a few and they weren't utter trolls. Yes, I do know what a noob is. Yes, the Husband did start it all. Yes, his mom is a total junkie. Yes, my family thrives off giving me a hard time about it. Yes, I have been known to ignore my cats play time while occupied in a dungeon. Yes, my few gamer friends love to bore our surrounding non-gamer friends with our "agily-stam-strength-int-gearscore-dps and what the hell is the new talent calculator about?!?" discussions. Yes, I might like to meet you in Stormwind for a flagon of ale and a dance /emote. Yes, I will be throwing it down like a fool while whining, crying, gnashing my teeth and adjusting to yet ANOTHER expansion pack. Yes I will be spending an exorbant amount of money on the 4-5 packs I will have to purchase so the MIL, I and occasionaly the boy can play. Don't tell anyone but he only SAYS he's addicted, I stole his account and all his gold a long time ago and he's yet to notice.

just a bunch of geeks

I think we may need to go to therapy. Case in point:

For Mom-mate's early birthday present we got her the new Wow: Lich King expanded pack. (Purchased by millions, and my first activity to actually participate in that "everyone" is doing. Oooh how I hate being stereotypical.)

For Mr. D's early Christmas present we ordered a 2nd laptop just for him, so we could play Wow together as a family and someone isn't left watching tv or playing by themselves.

For my early Christmas present, or just because, Mom-mate got me my own Wow software setup. (For each account you have to have your own software.) So now if we had 3 computers, like when we "house sit" across base at Shandi-pants house while they're in Okinawa, we can all play at the same time.

i may be
small
but
i
have jedi
powers
mess with
me
and my
aggro
necklace.
please!

WoW head: darla's alter ego

My Mother-in-Law, my dear ball-bustin', wood cutting, bear hunting, ocean fishin', gardening, mill working turned gamer obsessed MIL called me a WoWhead! (In her defense the woman taking lessons from me this week on how to "steer" her very nice and brand spankin' XPS DELL laptop topped out for her gaming obsessions can run nearly neck and neck with teenage boys at a game played daily by millions of people. World of Warcraft or WoW. On her last visit in the fall, when she'd already been mired up to her pretty neck in it, my kid sis Roo threatened me with bodily harm if I crossed over to the dark side and played with THEM. And by them she meant all the lack of sleep, butt sore, WoW obsessed people that live, eat and breathe the game. Anyone remember the conversation I had with the CompUSA geek when we purchased the software?

All I can say is: I'm sorry Roo. In efforts to bound with MIL (can I blame it on that?) I dipped my toe into the waters. And have subsequently spent the last two weekends being up 'til 2 or 3am multiples with it.

It started with this innocent looking character I created:

But I think I got called a WoW head when MIL woke up yesterday to discovered I created the next little fellow, without assistance and had leveled him almost even with Greet. Huge feat and a sign that the addiction was creeping in. Yes, I said him. The game let's you be a girl or boy. Boy's like to have a least one girl character cause they can trick boys into giving them free crap. I wanted to by a boy since (a) I've always been upset cause I can't pee standing up and (b) why do the boys get to have all the fun?

One of the only good things with the MIL leaving in mid-August is that we'll be back to one laptop and I'll have to share with Mr. D. I can't be ignoring my hooking, I think I can hear my yarn crying from the corner of the living room. Please play with me! I want to make things too!

noob = short bus special

So from a new player in WoW or "noob" this is seriously hilarious!

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Evil twin sister just called. Mid thought she starts screaming "g-dammit stop peeing all over the bathroom floor!" to her hyper obnoxious boys.

Don't worry they totally zone it out! (She reassures me.)

I reply with: Wait until we get home next weekend and you start spewing that in front of our mother. I'm sure she'll look at you like Satan just popped out of your mouth and said HI.

Sister: You haven't been around much lately have you?