For those of you who are curious, I made the mistake of signing up for World of Warcraft about a month ago, and it's been completely eating up my free time. Oh well, it's winter here, and I usually get a touch of seasonal affective disorder anyway. This seems to be staving it off. I have lots of other things I could be doing, but nothing that absolutely needs to be done.

For anyone interested, I'm playing a level 38 Tauren druid named Quercus (that's latin for oak) on the Cenarion Circle server. The Tauren are 8 ft tall minotaurs with a society that resembles Native American plains culture. The buildings in their capital city are all giant teepees constructed from the skins of giant rhinoceros-like creatures that the Tauren hunt much in the same way that plains Indians hunted buffalo. Graphics are gorgeous, and the Tauren city is the most visually spectacular element in the game.


I also have a level 14 gnome rogue named Englebert, who I play when I feel a need for some relief from the stoic, serious attitude of the druid.

Work is also keeping me very busy as usual. I'm feeling quite a bit less nervous about things than I did two years ago when I first started this journal. I have an all day trial on Tuesday, and I think I'll do well.

Well, that about covers the twenty minutes my server was supposed to be down.