I like to think about the fact that some people go home and watch TV. Some go home and read books. I have a co-worker who skips work early to go fishing. It makes me feel better about myself when I think about how much World of Warcraft I play. I don’t really watch TV and I certainly don’t fish, so is it okay that I play WoW instead?

I’m starting to get deja vu; I suspect I may have written a nearly identical post in the recent past, so I’ll move on and cut to the proverbial chase. Hah! “Chase.” Weak irony gives me the giggles and in this case, it’s weakly ironic because I’ll be chasing much faster now. To be precise, 100% faster plus a 3% bonus for the Carrot-On-A-Stick trinket:

I opted for the all leather exterior with wool trim.

If you’ve never played WoW I’ll tip you off that this is a pic of me riding my new “epic class” mount. It cost an absolutely ungodly amount of gold (540 for training and 90 for the actual sheep) and it took me a long time to buy. I sat around the lot looking at my gold and wondering if it was worth all the time and effort it took me to roust up that much “lewtz”. It reminded me of a time when I was a kid and I spent months saving up $120 to buy the Lego Monorail kit. By the time I hoarded that much lucre I couldn’t bear to spend it. I put it in a savings account which my parents said was “the right thing to do,” and immediately made me suspicious that I had just learned something wholesome about hard work and frugality. Once I remembered that feeling of having been deprived of childish joy by adult responsibility I immediately bought the damn sheep.

I made sure to do something irresponsible with it, stat. Like all new drivers I took it out and ran over a dude:

The speed bumps around here are murder.

To top it off - as if saving fake money to buy fake pimp-rides weren’t sad enough - I also brought my main up to a level where he can join in the Burning Crusade expansion pack. What’s really sad about it is that the reason I decided he needed to get to Outland was because of fishing. Yeah… remember I said that I don’t fish? That’s not entirely true. I don’t fish in the real sense as I have a certain aversion to tormenting stupid animals that I have no plans on consuming, but it turns out fishing in WoW is actually kind of fun. The dwarf with the chick-mobile (assuming said chick isn’t allergic to wool) had already been over most of Outland and seen lots of great fishing that made me itch for a digital fishing pole. I rationalize that fishing is better in WoW than in the real world because in the real world you can’t fish up a Dimensional Blade of the Monkey, just a flounder that could be characterized as “stinky.” Unfortunately, Paralus was my only character with skill sufficient to fish in Outland, so away I went.

One cannot deny that his britches are, indeed, fuzzy.

I sense that the affliction may be passing, however. I was playing tonight and all I could think of was, “I could go for a railroad sim right now.” This is the first time that I have had such thoughts while playing WoW, and it was kind of like making out with a girl whilst thinking about Gisele. You feel a little guilty, but hey, she just does it for you.

Jesus, I just compared an underwear model to a railroad sim. How sad is that?