Nothing Is As It Appears To Be

So this morning I get up after a mere 4 hours sleep, there is no hot water in my building, so I am forced to splash icy cold water on myself. I then have to lather up the soap with icy cold water clinging to me, a nifty cool breeze blowing on me and no promise of anything warm whatsoever in my immediate future. Then comes the unbearable rinse. I make it out to my car and it would not start. It took me literally 15 minutes of wearing my battery down to almost nothing till it finally turned over. Clearly something is terribly wrong with it. Then there was the bus ride in to work... those of you who have been following this average life are well aware of my bus problems... I have some serious ass bus problems. However today was unique in that the bus I was on was clearly made for dwarfs. The seats had absolutly no room for your legs at all and yet the seats in front of you could recline back. You would literally have to have no legs at all to sit there with the seat in front of you leaned all the way back. And yet the woman in front of me attempted to recline fully. Quite simply this was not possible as my knees were already pressed up against the back of her seat, however, this would not deter her from trying with a tenacity rarely seen in a non life threatening situation. She was hurling herself and all of her weight against the back of the seat while looking at me, one hand on the lever that allows her seat to recline and the other on the head rest. Clearly she could see my body recoil and shake with each increasingly forceful attempt she made. The look of utter disbelief combined with the scary feeling one gets right before a bone snaps in ther leg was written on my face as I looked her in the eye during all of this. She did not care. She kept trying. The urge to drop all human rational thinking and embrace the purely animal instinct of killing was overwhelming, but I did what every guy does. I ignored her as best as possible and closed my eyes for some sleep. I arrive at my destination, good old Port Authority NYC. Every morning I get coffee at Au Bon Pain and walk the half a block to work. However this morning at the coffee shop they did not have those lovely littel cardboard sleeves the slide over the cup so that the scalding hot coffee does not remove skin or set you aflame while drinking what is markedly close to molten lead. So I held my cup of coffee as I walked to work, the fingers wrapped around the cup are tingling and no doubt forming blisters. So I get to work only to find out that our website is down and clients who pay us many thousands of dollars are not pleased with us.

Now... you would think that this would be a fucking terrible morning, right? But this is my world, and here baby... Nothing is as it appears to be. I am in a good mood and nothing can touch me. Thanks to quid I have a song stuck in my head... All ya need is love.

World of Warcraft

So I have been playing World of Warcraft pretty much since the day it came out. It is a massively multiplayer online role playing game, although its really kind of lacking in the roleplaying part since that is completly dependant upon the people playing it. They can chose not to roleplay anything and just be the normal obnoxious 12 year old brats they are in their normal life, only now they can do it while being 20 levels higher than me and kill me on site and dance on my corpse.

They have what is called "Guilds" in the game, where people can form a internal community of friends who all work together for a common goal. When I got to the server that I am currently playing on I decided that it would be a good idea to join the best guild available. The most active with the most players. 2 weeks into it the members revolt against the leader and kinda push ME into the position of leader. This is worse than being a full time nanny. You can not possibly imagine the seething cornicopia of drama that gets flung in my direction from the second I log in to enjoy my game till the last miserable moment when I log out to get some rest. It is non-stop he said she said he did, ninja looted me, pwnz0rz j00, n00b, "thats so gay", fag this and that... It incredible. The unfortunate part is that it is comprised of about 90 percent kids and maybe 10 percent respectable adults who are there to honestly enjoy themselfs and not "PWN" everyone. So its not like you can kick out all the kids, youd be left with nothing.

Tonight I am supposed to hold a guild meeting where we go over important goals and policy and I have a feeling that its going to be a circus of leet speak and trash talking. I wish I could show up at their houses and kick their doors in and grab them by the feet and swing them headfirst into a cement wall until I was only holding the bloody stumps of their feet. but alas.. I must lead by example and take the high road. Or they will kill me and dance on my corpse. *sigh*