http://www.guildwars.com/products/eyeofthenorth/gallery/video/gamestopholiday.php

Jingle Bells….Woo!

A Guild Wars commercial…not the best but it’s better than no commerical. And it’s Guild Wars, so it rocks in my world.

Path to farm Chkkr Thousand Tail

god-character from Guild Wars

Balthazar is the god of war and fire, and Patron god of Warriors, Pyromancers, Protection and Smiting Monks, and Command and Spear Paragons.

Source: http://gw.gamewikis.org/wiki/Balthazar

Wallpaper:

Sick.

In retrospect it’s been a great weekend. I haven’t done anything. Really. I just sort of sat around and thought. I played some Guild Wars, of course…but most of the time I was thinking.

I think I’m tired of being taken out of context. It happens regularly enough that I have been fighting it more or less every week. People aren’t thinking on my plane of existence when they assess the way I speak to them, what I’m saying, and what I’m implying. The crux of my points are lost in the hills of flowery text between them and I’m unsubstantiated by it. I can afford to be wrong. lol.

Beat Guild Wars: Prophecies yesterday.

If I wrote a fortune cookie today it’d say this: Capitulation is a tactic for the weak-minded. Fight to the end.

This has been a week of “full circles”. This week is where everything comes to it’s own rear, takes a big wiff, lets out a sad sigh, and continues on. Mind you, liking the smell of one’s own rear usually implies a bit of arrogance(Tim: “Do you enjoy the smell of your own farts?”), but that’s not what I’m talking about here. I’m talking about circumstances that have started a long time ago coming around full circle. Things that don’t smell right from the backside.

Yup. That describes my week pretty good. I would describe it here but I would offend people unnecessarily.

Oh yeah…and I’m still alive.