I’ve just posted the latest update to Alayne’s Story over on the WoW-Europe RP forums. This week’s update takes the characters into Sholazar and begins building the groundwork for the next major arcs. It’s a longer update than usual because of the length of the scenes.
And now, I am going to go lay back down. This damned virus or whatever it is is horrible.
I am way behind even my revised (five pages) schedule this week. I have not been able to sit up very long or stay off the toilet much. Notice that I’m posting this entry at Godawful O’clock? Guess who’s being kept up all night again by the Stomach Bug from Hell? If you guessed “Alayne” then you’re right! Cookies for you!
At least maybe I’ll get some writing done and get somewhat caught up while I’m trying not to make a mess everywhere.
(Btw, no, I’m not toilet-blogging. The cord on my laptop doesn’t reach that far. Yes, I did test it. Hey, you come get whatever the hell it is I have and then you can judge me).
I really do. It sucks. I’ve caught some kind of intestinal bug from hell. This means that I will be lucky to crank out five pages this week. I have zero energy; I’m at home right now wondering if I really and truly need intestines.
However, I’m doing good on the quitting smoking front. Over a week since my last. Go me.
And facing reality.
I am going to have to go back to one update per week. I am simply unable to keep writing 15 pages per week for weeks on end. To do so, I pretty much have to give up doing anything but working on Alayne’s Story in my spare time. That means no progress on The Unexiled, no raiding, no having a relaxing night reading or watching a movie. Nothing but sitting at my laptop and cranking out pages.
I can’t do it.
So, from now on, my most ambitious strategy will be 10 pages per week with one update a week on Fridays. I just cannot continue posting 12 to 15 pages a week. I just don’t have the time and energy.
…that you can’t or won’t keep. Unless, of course, you want to get on the Fast Track To Pissing Me Off.
Seriously. How stupid does a person have to be to understand that if you do something such as…accept an invitation somewhere, you’re expected to show up? Do people just randomly go around accepting invitations nowadays? If you wouldn’t do it IRL, why do it online? I always decline invitations to events I know I can’t attend. But then, I was raised right. I’m just going to have to accept that some people have little to no “home training.”
Honestly, if you sign up to participate in something and then don’t show up and never bother to offer an explanation, do NOT act all shocked when I refuse to take you again. Especially if it’s a situation where nine other people are counting on you being there. If you stand up my raids and you do not have the decency to explain yourself or you have a dumbass excuse, all you’re going to do is land squarely on my Shit List.
Gah! This is why we should decline to accept anyone under the age of 25 into our guild in general. Children cannot be relied on, cannot empathize with those of us who have to work full time because Mommy and Daddy don’t pay our rent/food/transport/insurance/medical/children’s/childcare/etc bills for us, and just generally are immature. Yes, there are the odd exceptions to that rule but, in general, someone who is only 18 is going to be much more likely to be an inexperienced immature fuckwit than someone who is 28. Ten years of life and several years of working at a real job DOES make a difference.
Can scare the absolute crap out of me. I may kill him when he gets home.*
Today, as per usual, he sent me a message around lunch time so we could discuss what he needed to get at the store. He does this every day between noon and 2 pm without fail. I was busy with some work at the moment and told him to hold on for a second. A few minutes later, I replied to him and then waited.
A little background: my husband has been known to pass out. It doesn’t happen often. It’s been years since it happened last but the last times it did happen he was either ill or under stress. He’s just finished his dissertation and has his defense coming up. That means he’s a little stressed and worried. He wasn’t feeling great this weekend. So, today, when he stopped responding to my messages and didn’t answer the cell phone and didn’t answer the apartment phone when I called after almost three hours of no response, I started to get a little worried that he had passed out and maybe hit his head.
So, like any normal wife, I finish everything I had to do for today in about ten minutes, told my supervisor, and rushed home.
…to an empty apartment.
So, I called him. Guess what? He had a meeting with his adviser which he forgot to tell me about. He didn’t say a word over the messenger to tell me he was going. Just left it there. So, from 4:45 until 6:30, I had the joy of freaking out, imagining him home, pouring over his dissertation, making corrections, not feeling well, passing out and cracking open his skull with no one here to know or call for help and his ass was down at his university talking to his adviser.
He’s on his way home now. I may kill him when he gets here.* No jury on earth would convict.
*I would not seriously kill my husband. This is what we call “sarcasm.”
I’ve just posted the latest update to Alayne’s Story over on the WoW-Europe RP forum. They’re still working to clear out Naxxramas and claim it for their own.
I didn’t detail every single boss fight in the dungeon but I did manage to hit most of them in the story. I remember some of the feedback I got for skipping bosses in Sunwell Plateau and decided not to risk the same mistake again. Still, the reason I never got all of the bosses in Sunwell done is because…my guild never entered Sunwell Plateau. The hardest raid I got into was Tempest Keep and that was a Diamster PuG raid.