Probably Russian porn bots. Oh well. I mean really, considering how barren this sad little blog is, it should be surprising when even fake people come to look at my site. Real ones would be a fucking miracle. I know I keep on coming back to this, making excuses and promises about how I plan on writing more, and how I am going to do this, or that, or that other thing. You know what I am talking about. That’s right: Webcam premium show. Sexy. Anyway, for the benefit of anyone who sees my site, that will never happen, and often times though it seems new content at all never happens. That is because new content never happens. The appearance mirrors the reality. But anyway, I have been playing games. Only a couple. Which is odd considering we are reaching the season for new content in this video game sphere. But really the issue is one of the games I have been playing. I am a fucking WoW addict, and fuck you Mists of Pandaria for being so great.
I guess I should talk about WoW then and how I keep on playing, even though I swore it off time and again? Digital heroin, I swear. Well alright. Ugh. I started playing again at the end of Cataclysm, really just F’n around, getting ready for the Pandapocolypse. But now that we’re in furry China, I find myself back into full swing, and honestly loving the game again, in a way I have not felt since Wrath of the Lich King. I found myself actually caring about the story, reading quest text and actively engaging in the dungeons presented. Blizzard found a stride they should hope to ride right through this game.
Now while I did actually read…some of the quest text for once, I still raced to 90 as fast as I could. Now while Cata suffered from an odd problem of having to split focus between the new 1-60 and the endgame, Pandarama is all about the endgame. So much endgame. I may have done somewhere around 40 daily quests the other day, ran a few heroics, and farmed a bit. I haven’t touched Pet Battles (Pokemon in WoW) yet, nor am I ready for raiding, and I already feel overwhelmed by the sheer amount of choice presented to me.
I still want to write an in-depth review of my experiences so far in the new WoW expansion, and this will not be the time to do it. But just know, I missed this game, and not the game that was presented in Cataclysm. This is the Burning Crusade/Wrath days, with the good taken from both, the bad boiled out, and a lot of extra thrown in to make me realize that I have been invested in my Paladin going on six years now, and there is something to be said for that.
The other game I have been casually playing is the Lunar remake on the PSP. Luckily I remember enough about Lunar to where I do not need to restart this game, as I had a file not far far in, but far enough to where starting over would have caused some groaning. Maybe some griping. Probably ending with me not playing the damn game.
Really though, I’m glad I did. Lunar ends up being as charming as ever, because well it’s Lunar. Now again, I plan on writing a full review on this game, and this will not be it. This is more me catching up with my own writing, which feels so rusty it is silly. What is the first rule as a writer? Oh yeah: Keep on writing. I need to stop being so shitty at my self-appointed job. Really, I would love to make this something for myself one day, and sitting around doing nothing will not get me there. So long as I continue to realize this, maybe we will be seeing more content on my end. Until next time folks, see ya.