30
Oct
2012

And so I return, with a rant.

Reins. To steer a horse with, in theory.

Those are REINS. When someone hands over the control of something, they are handing over the REINS. Reins are used to steer/control a horse (in part, but let’s not go there). You “rein in” someone, or give them “free rein”. Kings and Queens REIGN as long as they are monarchs. Water falling from the sky is fucking RAIN and don’t you dare misuse that version because I just don’t even. This post has been brought to you by Amber’s Pet Peeves and the NaNoWriMo crazy train.

03
Aug
2012

The world sensed I hadn’t blogged lately, so it gave me assholes.

I have very low expectations of lowbie pugs. Still, I hold some standards: if I queue as a healer, I have caster gear on and will try to heal you. If I queue as a tank, I will have tanking gear on and will try to tank for you. Now, my standards for other tanks at least lower to “not in caster gear trying to tank” but apparently this is just too much for some people.

I was on my wee little 39 druid, trying to get her up to 40. She both heals and tanks, but my rogue has my DPS/tanky heirlooms, so I was only signing up to heal. I zone into DM, and I target the other tank. It’s a druid. I wait for bear form.

Nothing.

They pull with roots and randomly moonfire at shit. The trash dies without too much paim, but still, I speak up: “Um?”

“lol were trying this thing”
“where we dont need other people” (so you queue’d up with other people because WHY?)

Fuck this I’m going to bed.