By Tamarind, on April 27th, 2010%
A brief word on Cataclysm
There seems to be a deluge of posts about the 10-man / 25-man raiding changes. I’m overwhelmingly in favour. I think there are enough irritating hierarchies in WoW (raider versus non-raider, hardcore raider versus different-cored raider, people who buy sparkly horses versus people who don’t), that I’m glad Blizzard is . . . → Read More: revenge is best served chargrilled
By Tamarind, on December 9th, 2009%
It’s disconcerting when you realise you’ve slipped into the ‘wrong’ generation. It’s little things. I can’t text one-handed. Truthfully I can’t text at all, because I don’t like mobile phones so I haven’t got the necessary practice in. Twitter completely horrifies me. I still can’t really use my Ipod properly, and I’m faintly scared . . . → Read More: less morals more pewpew
By Tamarind, on November 16th, 2009%
I have learned my lesson about WoW hubris. Never again will I whinge about finding healing heroics tedious. Never again. Dear Azeroth, forgive my foolish pride, and verily did I deserve the smiting you gave me on Friday.
I was moseying about in Dalaran, trying to revive my flagging WoW mojo, and it turned . . . → Read More: Failing by inches
By Tamarind, on November 12th, 2009%
First of all: Snottydin! Snotty’s words have kindly transcribed by our wonderful Vorla today. I think I need to flag up somewhere on the site that Snotty is, uh, *lowers voice so she won’t hear* a work of parody since she gets the occasional stunned comment by some traumatised member of the public. . . . → Read More: is it behind the fridge or beneath the sofa cushions?
By Tamarind, on October 27th, 2009%
My resolution to be more assertive in pugs is not going well.
In fact, I’m wondering if I’m turning into one of those over-geared, arrogant wankers I hate so much. I screwed a group over at the week for being horrible to me.
The heroic was Gundrak, I don’t really need the badges but, hey, it was . . . → Read More: A matter of perspective
By Tamarind, on October 8th, 2009%
The server-transfer went through and may just be the best WoW decision we have ever made. Well, except adopting a wolvar norphan, of course. Also, I’m glad I’ve finally overcome my server-transfer phobia. I don’t know why it felt like such a big deal but I spent an insane amount of time administrating . . . → Read More: omfgwtfzomgwibble
By Tamarind, on October 6th, 2009%
Chas and I are pretty committed to our server jump – bizarrely, it’s really motivated me to get off Tam’s arse and get to grips with useful things I should be able to bring to a new guild, fishing, cooking, a clue, that kind of thing. Sadly, the clue is still pending.
But, while engaged in this . . . → Read More: Dead Men Can’t Dance
By Tamarind, on September 18th, 2009%
I’ve been feeling a little down in WoW lately. We had Guild Drama. Things were rather tense following the non-ideal raid – M’Pocket Tank and I both felt sidelined and disappointed by it, since neither of us are interested by being semi-boosted through content by wankers. And into the middle of the tension . . . → Read More: oh no, he’s turned emo
By Tamarind, on September 13th, 2009%
I am an incandescent with rage. Incan-fucking-descent. I spent this weekend playing less WoW than I have been (hello … sun?) and trying to do things in WoW that I haven’t done before. So, yeah, I raided on Sunday. Hehe. Me. Raiding. Hehe.
It was partially a guild run, partially a . . . → Read More: Incadescence & links
By Tamarind, on September 11th, 2009%
This entry is served with whine…
I had a moment of existential angst in WoW last night. I was healing OK (which was the daily, taking the grand total of my emblems of triumph to a mighty … wait for it … 12! Woo hoo, how rockin am I!) and it, well y’know, it was perfectly . . . → Read More: What the hell am I doing here, I don’t belong here