So I think I have the flu. Or the plague. Or a really nasty cold. Or termites. Whatever. I feel like someone has hit me in the head with a sledgehammer, but something tells me I would have noticed that.
Worst of all? I’ve lost all capability to regulate temperature. I’m alternating between freezing my ass off, and so hot I can barely breathe. Last night, I was freezing cold even with my heating pad turned up to “second degree burn”, and buried under three heavy blankets. Now, I’m wearing boxers & a t-shirt and I want to hang my head out the window and pant like a dog.
Maybe I’ve hit menopause, and I’m just having a hot flash. 27, that’s menopause time, right? Hello? Oh…
Anyhoo. Due to all this crap, I slept most of the day. Which is why now, at 1:30, 2 and a half hours past my bedtime, I’m still awake. I’ve finished reading my book (the one I bought yesterday) and I’m not a happy camper.
The NyQuil, she isn’t working.
Would somebody please come hit me in the head so that I can pass out nice and quietly? Please?
On the upside, Beansidhe (my orc shaman) hit level 37 today, is halfway to 38, and finally joined the guild that Cowichan (my lvl 21 tauren warrior) found a few weeks ago. Amazing how much (or little, depending on your perspective) you can get done when you’re too sick to think.
Unfortunately, she also has nowhere near enough gold to buy a mount in three levels, as she’s been busily financing Vianney’s (the lvl 6 troll priest who is essentially a bank/auction alt) disenchanting business.
I did have fun getting to both the Badlands and the Swamp of Sorrows today. Both require running through Alliance influenced areas… I’d hate to play a Horde on a PvP server, although at least they’re relatively low level. Still, run into a pack of lvl 30s in the Wetlands or Darkshire, and even a talented 36-37 would get wiped out. But! Instead, I’m a nice orc: I saved the life of the dwarven rogue who was getting gang-raped by four spiders… bitch didn’t even thank me, hmph.
Alright. More NyQuil, I’m trying again.
Can I ask what server you’re on? When Burning Crusade comes out, I’m considering renewing my account for a while and raising a blood elf from a wee spot of plasma up to a mighty and destructive druid.
I played a dwarf warrior on Bonechewer for about six months, getting right up to where it became pointless to log on without 19 of my closest friends so we could do some dungeons.
Thorium Brotherhood.
I generally solo, although now that I’ve got a fancy new guild, I might change that. :) I’ll never be a raider, though.
It’s the basic flaw in WoW that soloable content drops off after level 55. I soloed Gropp up to 57 and enjoyed most of it, then gave up because there was no path to follow–at that point, it’s all about raiding so you can get better gear so you can do higher level raiding.
If I do renew to grow a horde elf, I’ll say hi.
heh, when BC comes out, I’m creating a gay blood elf. He will be *divine*. :)
This is just one of those annoying “I’m older than you and therefore allowed to give health advice” comments… maybe instead of playing WoW you should be in BED. And if you’re playing from bed, maybe you should STOP. That’s probably why the NyQuil isn’t working… it doesn’t work if your brain is still going. You have to let your brain turn off.
Oh, no, I quit playing WoW at 11, went to bed like a good little girl, and proceeded to read and/or lay there like a lump for two and a half hours. At that point, I got up, because lying in bed when you can’t sleep is apparently worse than getting up and doing something else until you can.
Believe me — sleep, I know. Well, my sleep, anyway. I’ve never, ever, ever had normal sleeping patterns, swapping from hypersomnia to insomnia on a regular basis. The reason I couldn’t sleep is because I’d only been awake about 10 hours, and hadn’t done anything strenuous in that time.
After fucking around online for a while, I did manage to pass out reasonably quickly though. sometimes, the hypersomnia isn’t so bad.