The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

A Walk

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 17:28:00 +0000

I got up at 7am this morning and went on a 2 mile walk down the gravel road that runs past Wessex. I like walking/running early in the morning, it's still cool out, there are no people or cars and all you can hear is crickets, birds, and the wind. I went down this road the other day, it happened to be a weekday, and some stupid SUV was speeding down this gravel road at 100mph, didn't slow down at all when it passed me, and it kicked up gravel that smacked me on my mouth. I yelled something quite profane at it as it was driving away, because it easily could have been my eye instead of my mouth. I was all the way on the other side of the road as far away as I could possibly get from it, too.

But I digress.

Today, I walked past what I *think* is still David Roth's family's house, to the house one past it, and this brown dog leaped up from the porch and ran towards me. If I had to make a guess as to what kind of dog he was, I'd probably say chocolate lab - he was bigger and a medium-brownish color with short hair and these weird yellowish eyes and a stubby tail. Naturally, since I'm not a big dog person, I was like "ugh I hope he at least doesn't decide I'm hostile and start barking at me before he mauls me." But no, he seemed totally unconcerned and slobbered all over my arm, did the paws and head down play thing, then jumped up and scratched my other arm. I was...not as excited as he was. But I just kept walking, and he ended up following me the whole two miles. He would run ahead, sniff at stuff, go crashing through flowers, claim territory, and occasionally pause to look back at me like "hey are you still coming?" Once I heard a car coming towards us, and he was on the side of the road and I was afraid it would hit him, so I clapped my hands and yelled "Dog!" He stopped and looked up at me, I pointed down the road and yelled "Car!" and he actually *turned around* and looked in the direction I was pointing, saw the car, and came trotting back over to me. The car slowed down and passed us uneventfully.

When we walked past his house again, I tried to tell him to stay, and he would stand still a few seconds, but then just kept walking after me. He walked all the way to my building door, at which point I told him to go home and left him outside.

I hope he made it home okay.

Mmmmm Dark Knight

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 21:25:00 +0000

We went to see Dark Knight today at the imax theater. Wow. Just...wow. It was so good. Christian Bale was awesome, Aaron Eckhart was awesome, Gary Oldman is always awesome, everyone was awesome...and Heath Ledger was incredible. I can't believe that some of the reviews said it was too long...I never wanted it to end. It was so dark, I loved it! And the action scenes (especially in that theater) were awesome...when trucks are flipping over and flying right at you and you can feel explosions in your bones, you know it's a good time. When the Joker would talk in his little squirrely-guy voice and then yell like a madman, and then laugh like a maniac...I got goosebumps. Harvey Dent turned Two-Face was so creepy! And of course Batman is like a dark glorious god. Mmmmm yeah.

It was a good time. :)

Although, it was a *little* weird that the mayor was creepy eyeliner guy from Lost.

Blahpity Blahpity Blah

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 04:11:00 +0000

I didn't get enough sleep last night, and yet here I am again, not going to bed. I went to bed at like 11:30 last night, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. When I did fall asleep I had all these weird dreams, something about being locked in Parks Library in the northeast stairwell, and having some kind of weird chat log scrolling through my brain a hundred miles an hour while I was trying to figure out how to get out. Then I woke up and it had only been like an hour, which meant I had to go through the laborious process of falling asleep again. But I remember feeling that at least one of those dreams was happy, so it was easier that time because I could relax and fall asleep easier.

But then I had another one of those roof dreams I've been having lately. I was locked in the Mall of America or somewhere at night when everything was closed, and I was trying to jump from the roof of some store to the roof of another store a level below. I had on some kind of weird dress like the princess from Mario 2, because when I jumped I sailed through the air very slowly, which gave me a long time to notice that I wasn't quite going to make it to the other roof. I ended up just landing on the ground, and then I was out in a parking lot with weird blue lights on the ground and it was dawn and someone was chasing me.

Anyway, yeah, need more sleep.

When I woke up, I could feel how tired I was, but I felt like I was some kind of machine. I got up and ran 2 miles, and when I came home I weighed myself and realized that since I started running in the mornings for the last two and a half months, I've lost 5 pounds. Hooray, I'm losing my acquired "I'm a full-time programmer that plays WoW the rest of the time" pudge. :)

I'm sitting outside on my deck that overlooks Ames right now, taking full advantage of my new laptop. It's so nice out here, the light on the water is reflecting onto the ceiling, I can hear crickets, the kitty is sitting on my foot, and everything smells so green and good. I miss summer so much. I hate knowing that I have to spend the rest of eternity locked in a 4 degree air conditioned office wearing long pants and a sweater. I miss sitting out on my backyard deck in the morning under the big umbrella reading with my feet propped up on the table while my hair dried, I miss going swimming, I miss wearing summer clothes, I miss just knowing that I had absolutely nothing in the world to worry about. Tonight I should sleep with the windows open.

I've been reading On the Road, it seems like someone put Albert Camus in that John Cusack 80s movie where he hitches to California or wherever. It's...interesting.

I guess I really should go to bed, it's late.

Street Smarts: NOT My Forte

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 20:52:00 +0000

So I drove from Ames up to Duluth, MN yesterday, it was about a 5 hour drive, which I made alone. Somewhere north of Minneapolis, I stopped to get gas, during which I was greeted by a complete stranger who walked up to me and held the following conversation:

Him: "Do you feel blessed?"
Me: "Excuse me?"
Him: "Do you feel blessed? Are you a christian that has accepted Jesus into your life?"
Me: "...not particularly..."
Him: "Hm...do you read the bible?"
Me: "Occasionally..."
Him: "Do you feel yourself prepared for the end, which will be coming soon? Are your actions that of a good person?"
Me: "...I do my best, I think people should try to be good."
Him: "Do you go to church?"
Me: "...not really..."
Him: "You should stop by my church sometime."
Me: "Actually I'm from out of town, I live quite a ways away."
Him: "You should find a seven day adventist church near you, then, and go."
Me: "...I'll look into it."
Him: "May you know peace" (makes open-armed hugging gesture)
Me: (...hugs back?!)
Him: "Have a good day."
Me: "You too."
(he walks away)

It's a miracle I've survived this long. The strange thing was, aside from the strong christian thing, he just seemed like this really nice, polite, kind man that was just trying to do what he believed was the right, good thing to do - save people. I suppose that could have been the trap though, eh? Fortunately it was the middle of the afternoon and there were some people around. Lord knows *I* didn't act in any kind of pro-self-preservational way. =\

Some More Stuff

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 03:02:00 +0000

So I've been working from home lately to try to be as productive and focused as possible to get as much as possible done for this really complicated project due Monday. Laurence came by after he got done with work today, and he was like "how are you?" and I was like "I had a good day, I got so much stuff done" And he was like "You are amazing. You are like the textbook definition of an introvert: 'I spent the entire day without seeing a single person - I'm the happiest girl in the world!'"

I do like being at work with work people, they're fun people. Just...not when I'm trying to concentrate on something really difficult. :)

We went to Sarah and Tim's "rehearsal" dinner tonight, it was good times. Their wedding is tomorrow night, I think I will wear by grayish pinkish gap dress. And I will definitely remember to bring my camera, because I forgot it tonight and that made me sad. :(

We had this waiter who addressed the female members of our party as "milady." I hope they gave him an extremely large tip. :)

Laurence fixed my dryer by pulling off the broken "on" dial-knob thing, then pulling off the one from the timer, putting it on the "on" place and turning it. He's smart. :) Now I can...do...laundry...again. Boo!

Last night I had a dream that Sarah B and I were hanging out reading or eating or something on beach towels in this big yard, and she was like "I just don't understand why you're living in that one small room of your enormous house." I looked over, and we were in the yard of this house that used to be down the street from ours. I was like "oh...yeah...wow, I guess I *should* move into the master bedroom at least." So we went inside and started moving all my stuff from the small room to the *enormous* master bedroom. Then (still in the dream) I went over to Laurence's new apartment, which was on the ground floor at the end of a building that seemed to be sinking into the swampy ground. One corner of the apartment was at the bottom of a 2 foot slant from the other corner, and it was like the swamp outside had seeped into the place. I said something about how his apartment was "sinky" or something and he got upset, then I tried to apologize because I hadn't meant anything bad by it.

Random Thoughts I'd Like To Write Down

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:28:00 +0000

When my mom got remarried and moved out of our old house, she left it quasi-vacant for several months. Then one day seemingly out of the blue, I get this voicemail that she's moving everything out of the house, and if there's anything I want of my old stuff, I have until tomorrow to come get it or it will be put into storage/sold. Naturally, it's hard to find people to help haul out large bookcases, my piano and stuff on short notice, and I wasn't speaking to her at the time, so I just sort of bit the bullet, fumed at home, and let it all go. I have since come to regret this, because I lost a lot of CDs and furniture and stuff. A couple weeks ago I re-purchased the Return of the Jedi soundtrack off iTunes, and just re-bought Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence because I've had the Glass Prison song stuck in my head for a while, and it's album-only. It sucks having to re-buy things you already owned.

I had a dream the other night that I had to go work at Boston Market again, only this time instead of being a server, they made me work in the back steaming things because I was old enough and didn't have enough charisma to work up front. =\

Then last night I had this dream that for some reason I had to go live with my mom and the guy she married at "their" house. They were out somewhere, and I was really bored, so I started looking for a leash so I could take my cat on a walk (ha). While looking, I noticed on my computer screen that one of my WoW mods had popped up a window notifying me that someone had ordered a pizza. I was like "wow, I didn't even know I *had* that mod."

I need to get new tires, but it's going to cost at *least* $300, and I was hoping to maybe buy Nelson's laptop, but that $300 would make that hurt.

My grandma in duluth, they tell me, is not faring too well lately, and isn't expected to live very long. I wish that I had been nicer to her.

After running this morning, I weighed myself. You'd think after 7 weeks of running 4-5 days a week for 30-45 minutes I'd be making progress in the whole maybe losing a couple pounds area. But no, I haven't lost a single pound...until this morning. I'm down *one* pound. I'm still waiting to see if it's a fluke or not. I guess it would be some kind of progress...I spent 5 years gaining 15 pounds, if I lose a pound every two months that's at least faster than I seem to be gaining it. =\ I know I'm not fat or anything, I just don't want my tummy to look like a waterbed when I poke it. :(

Man, I forgot how much I like this song.

Today after work it was super nice and warm out, even though it was really humid. But it felt nice after being stuck in a freezer-like air conditioned office all day. So I got in my car, put the top down, got on highway 69 and just started driving north. Eventually, around Story City or so ("hey Tim, I accidentally drove past your house") I decided to turn around and take i-35 back. As soon as I got on the interstate, I looked up and there was this *enormous* dark storm cloud looming over Ames that I swear wasn't there before. I was like "I'm sure it's too far away for me to drive through," but I misjudged, because right before the 13th street exit it started *pouring* rain down on me and my car. I finally made it to the exit and pulled over to put the top up, but not before I had gotten soaked. I never felt so alive. XD

I really don't know where my life is going these days. I mean I keep going to work and trying to pay off my debt to end my indentured servitude and all, but I have absolutely no goals beyond "make it to the weekend to play wow, and maybe try to go on vacation or something sometime." It's like I just don't know what I want anymore, let alone how to pursue it. That's probably a problem. There's just *so* many possibilities in the world, I don't even know where to start thinking about it, so I never do. It just seems like the things I do vaguely, somehow want seem like they eternally conflict with the whole "have a steady full-time job" thing. But that's not really something I can help, unless I win the lottery or something. I mean I gotta eat and live somewhere, right? =|

Sometimes I feel like I need to just disappear and completely start over somewhere else, because I just made a mess out of everything and no matter how I hard I try, it's never going to change. Like I'm "successful" but I'm not *successful*.

I think I might want this shirt. :D

I wish I could be less of a melodramatic drama queen, but it doesn't seem to be something I can control. I also wish I had less...addictive...tendencies. They seem to plague me.

I took a really funny picture of Ken today, it made him laugh a lot, I'm glad I was able to do *something* remotely positive today. :)

Anyway, that's some stuff I thought about today. Maybe I think too much.

So Romantic

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:45:00 +0000

I've discovered that when I open the three windows in my 3rd-floor bedroom before I go to bed, it is the most relaxing thing in the universe, ever. In my somewhere-between-waking-and-sleeping brain, it's like I'm laying in my nice soft comfortable bed at the top of a hill at night; I can smell grass and trees, see all the stars and moon above me, feel this cool breeze blowing over me, and hear the sound of running water nearby. It's an *incredibly* soothing way to fall asleep - it's instantly relaxing. :)

It's...Incredible

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 18:44:00 +0000

I've found it, this is totally my new hairstyle, derived from "I'm taking a shower but I don't want to wash my hair and I don't want to get that stupid ponytail lump either" :D

Le Sigh

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 18:20:00 +0000

Found this while looking into a virtual tour issue. /tear Seriously, though, why does *everyone* seem to paint their kitchen dark red these days?

New Gallery: Pictures of Laurence's Birthday Pictures

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 19:00:00 +0000

2008

2007

Scenes, 2008-04-09

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 23:52:00 +0000

Dream, 2008-03-31

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 06:35:00 +0000

I just woke up from the most awful, awful dream ever. I dreamt there were armed gunmen on the loose in our area, and when Laurence and I heard that report, we went over to the door of my apartment and made sure it was locked. Unfortunately, there was a problem with the door, and when we tried to lock it, it popped out of the hinges, and all sorts of other problems. We were desperately trying to fix it when who should happen upon us but the armed gunmen themselves, just dropping in to say hi. They were all totally drunk, and from what I remember at least one of the three or four was someone I know in real life, which made it even more terrifying. They started talking mockingly to us, these "friends" of ours, and asked why we were fixing the door, and if they could come in. Naturally, I couldn't say no, so they entered my apartment. They threw matches and little pieces of cloth that had been soaked in gasoline all over, and I was so terrified they were going to light my apartment on fire that I ran towards my second-story deck, 100% prepared to leap out of it to get away, praying they didn't shoot me in the back a hundred times before I could hit the ground. But as I slid the door open, one of them said to me "if you take one more step out that door I'm going to pump your boyfriend and your cat full of bullets." I immediately froze, and they sat down in my living room like we were having a nice friendly little chat. Laurence had slipped into some kind of catatonic state, but I sat down with them, and started talking to them, basically pleading for our lives but trying to make it sound more like talking and less like pleading. They laughed at me, they were so contemptuous of me...I didn't care, I would do whatever I had to as long as they didn't kill us. They started talking to me about some place on Lincoln Way I needed to go to, I don't remember what they sold or did, except that it was vaguely political/religious, and I assured them "oh sure I can check it out, it sounds like the kind of thing I might be interested in anyway." This was a complete lie, the place was terrifying, I would never go there. But they laughed at me again and said "yeah you're going to check it out" knowing full well they would kill me if I didn't. Then they packed up and left. I was so, so, so, so happy to be alive, and I locked the door behind them. Laurence came out of his catatonic state, and we had this fierce, whispered argument where I wanted to call the police and he said no, if they found out we had done that they'd be back to kill us for sure. I finally conceded, although later in the dream I was going in the door to my building and saw them coming down the street. My first thought was to open the door and run inside, but instead I stopped, turned and waved to them. They waved back, and we started talking like I wasn't terrified they were going to kill me, even though I really, really was.

I just woke up and was so terrified, I didn't want to go back to sleep for fear the dream would just continue where it left off. Normally my dreams are full of zombies, raptors, t-rexes, etc. trying to kill me, it's very rare that I dream anything remotely realistic like this. That just makes it even scarier. :(

Atonement

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 04:57:00 +0000

I've been reading Atonement lately, and I've found that I'm enjoying it immensely. I was kind of surprised, I sort of expected it to be one of those "it's a popular bestseller let's make it a movie" books, like The Other Boleyn Girl, but it's much better than that. Like every third sentence I have to just pause and appreciate what I just read; it's so...poignant? I don't know if that's the right word, it's not the kind of word I usually use. The characters are so real, they're so distinct, everything they think and feel and describe is so...real. I'm definitely no writer (:P) but I feel like there's a decent chance this book will become a classic - it's just so good.

I'm excited about seeing the movie, in spite of the fact that it has Keira Knightley in it...at least it's got James McAvoy. :)

Entertaining, In An Amusing Way

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 02:17:00 +0000

Live From New York: The Continuing Story

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 15:32:00 +0000

Blah, just go here. :P

Live From New York

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 15:03:00 +0000

So yesterday, the Curse of No Vacation was defeated when I got on a plane in Des Moines at 5:30am and it successfully took me to the place I was trying to get to: New York City. :D Emily came to meet me at La Guardia, and we took a cab back to her place to drop my stuff off. Then we went to eat at this bagel place down the street, which was really good. Then we stopped at Banana Republic and I bought two shirts, then took the subway to her work so I could see her office, which she tells me is on the 42nd floor in Manhattan (see figure 1). After that, we checked out Bloomingdale's and tried on a $2200 silk Armani dress (see figure 2). Then we went to eat at a Cosi, which was delicious, then came back to her place and hung out and played Mario 3 on the Wii. Then we ordered a pizza and watched Love, Actually, which was a good movie.

Man, this "vacation" thing is great. :D

All You Would Need For That, Clarice, Is A Mirror

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 13:29:00 +0000

This weekend when I went to look at couches, I saw this awesome, awesome mirror on sale for only $40, so I bought it. :) When I got it home, I set it up in my room, looked into it, and was like "holy..." I looked *totally* different in this mirror than I did in the one I've had for years that I bought from Wal-mart. I remember when I first bought the old one, Sarah and I thought it was funny because we looked like midgets in it, and at the time I was like "meh, it's full length, it'll do." After looking at myself in it for the last four years, I think it radically changed my perception of myself. In the new mirror, I looked how I *remembered* myself looking, but thought I didn't look like that anymore. Consequently, I'm feeling pretty good about myself today, and I love my new mirror. :D

The Wessex Trail

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 15 Mar 2008 20:45:00 +0000

(3:44:00 PM) jhomstad@gmail.com: I think your best bet is to construct a raft to ferry your furniture across that treacherous pond
(3:44:43 PM) jhomstad@gmail.com: If my years of Oregon Trail experience have taught me anything

Movin On Up

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 15 Mar 2008 02:46:00 +0000

Well, I haven't officially signed the lease yet, but in about one month I will be moving alllllll the way across Wessex into a new apartment. :) I'll be in the building that overlooks the pond, in the very apartment above where Tom and Sarah used to live. Now I, too, can vacuum at all hours of the day and night and annoy the people below me. :D It's got two bedrooms instead of one, two bathrooms instead of one, a gas fireplace (<3), built-in bookshelves to accommodate my growing library, a separate laundry room so I don't have to keep the kitty litter box in my bathroom anymore, it's on the 3rd floor with quite the view, the kitty can watch the geese on the pond from the deck, and it's on the corner so I've got north and west windows. I think it's a nice change since I've been living in the same place for four years now. I think I'll finally have to break down and buy a real couch to replace my "futon" aka mattress on the floor. :)

I netflixed the "Victoria and Albert" movie or miniseries or whatever it was, and watched the first DVD tonight. It was pretty interesting, I need to look up some stuff to see how historically accurate it is and how everyone is related. :D

I stayed a bit after work while I was waiting for an import script to download pictures, and listened to Nelson and Chris play guitar a while. Chris showed me what the strings were and how to play G, A, and E minor chords. Now I just need to learn the rest and I'm set. :)

Boot Obsession

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Tue, 11 Mar 2008 03:54:00 +0000

Why? Why must they be out of brown! /angryfist :(

Placing a Settlement

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 03:25:00 +0000

AHHH I don't know what I want to do. The lease on my apartment expires on July 31, but they want to know if I'm going to renew or move out by the end of March. I like Wessex, but I've lived here 4 years and want something different. Plus, this carpet is old and nothing I do makes it look any better. But what do I do? I think I'm sick of apartments, but a house is a lot for just me, plus I don't know anything about fixing up houses or painting or mowing lawns or anything. I feel like if I had a house it would be a lot more expensive and it would fall apart because I don't know how to take care of it AND I would jump right back into a large amount of debt again, when I've worked so hard to get my total debt so low (yeah I know, investment, blah blah blah). I could rent a house, but most rental houses in Ames are crap because they're all 100 year old houses no one bothers to fix up because a new group of undergrads move in every year and just destroy it anyway.

I seem to struggle with the same problem a lot lately in various ways: I just don't know what I want. :(

I do know that if I had a house, I want a fireplace, trees, lots of windows, more than one floor, no high ceilings, light-colored wood, a fixed up bathroom and kitchen that weren't all old and gross, a dishwasher, an attached garage, a yard where people weren't driving by constantly and my windows weren't three feet away from looking directly into my neighbor's windows, wood floors that don't have carpet that needs to be replaced every couple of years and aren't too creaky, and most importantly: it has to be interesting. I don't want one of those houses in a new development where I can't tell which one is mine except by the number.

I think I might be picky. =\

Hehe

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 03:32:00 +0000

I don't know if Aprille reads my blog or not anymore, but I had to go hunting up this picture from her blog, because for some reason I remembered it tonight:

Every time I've seen this I've laughed *so* hard, I don't even know why, it's just really funny. :) I had to search for "James Bond" because it was the only thing I could remember from the post, other than "crazy", which returned too many results. :D

Exercise, Wasabi and Chicago

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 02:36:00 +0000

So tonight Tim and I went to the enormous conference room that's a small separate building next to our building to check out the exercise facilities. They were relocated there after our new office engulfed and displaced the old gym. There was actually quite a bit of stuff there, they had several bikes, a few treadmills, a million weights, some stair things, plus a TV and fans and other miscellaneous stuff. I've been trying to walk every day, so I treadmilled for 45 minutes while Tim broke his treadmill, then used the stair thing, then lifted weights about 4 times, then just ended up talking to me. :) According to the stats when I got done, I walked 2.0 miles and burned 260 calories, although it seemed to think I was 160 pounds, so who knows how accurate that is. I probably negated it with the trail mix and pizza combos I ate before I went down there. XD

Here are some pictures of people I dared to eat a big glob of wasabi:

I've been desperately thinking about planning a vacation. I'd still like to go to Europe sometime this spring/summer, but that's still a long way off, and even cf.Objective() isn't until May. I guess I want a spring break. I've been thinking about going back to Chicago again, only this time I'd stay at the Hilton on Michigan Ave, which is a block away from where we stayed last time. It looks way fancy and probably doesn't smell like old. Then I could wander around downtown, this time with my good ol' boots instead of sandals that give me blisters, and do all the things I didn't get to do last time. I also want to see Wicked, which looks like it's still playing. Anyway, there's lots I'd like to do. I wish I could, like, un-laze enough to actually form some kind of plan of action in order to accomplish these things. :)

Oh yeah, also, we went to the new sushi place over by west hy-vee today. It was alright, but not spectacular, and pretty slow. Of course, I didn't get sushi due to my dislike of eating giant sea bugs and things with scales, so my opinion may or may not be valid. :)

This Is The Week That Never Ends

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 04:44:00 +0000

I thought my horrible, awful, no-good week ended Friday. I was wrong; it followed me into Saturday. "I want to curl up into a fetal position," said I to Laurence when I got home from work, "and hide from the world under this blanket." He obliged me by putting a pillow over my head and taking a picture.

This Is What Happens When I Don't Play WoW

noreply@blogger.com (Lisa) — Sat, 16 Feb 2008 21:37:00 +0000

Although, I've been thinking maybe I could reinstall and play my rogue a bit tomorrow. I did technically set it up to allow myself to play 7am-11am on Saturday mornings and any time Sundays before I randomized up a password and blocked myself out. I've just been trying not to.