I had quite a weekend, what with my wife being tired and all. I got to play Saturday afternoon and a little on Sunday before my scheduled guild time. More on that a bit later. I got up 2 more levels, got Deadr back up over 300g and to 288 Enchanting, and made some UI changes.
First, and easiest, I changed my screen resolution to nearly double the vertical pixels and strangely noticed a slight increase in my framerate. ~hmmm~ It must be the aspect ratio that was not kind to my video card; some non-native scanning that was driving it bonkers. I used to have bouts of 4-8 fps, but after the change, I never saw it less than 11, even outside. I like it. I like it. So will you, as my screenshots of items and text will be much nicer.
Next, the biggest dueling jerk ever. I was still level 26 (granted, totally twinked with 120g of gear and enchants) when I was turning in the quest reward for killing Arikara. As I ran up to the turn-in tauren, I got a duel request from a level 32 hunter named Morgnthorg. The first fight was over in about 10 seconds…with yours truly the victor. I even started the fight in Aspect of the Cheetah mode. Seconds after the fight was over and I was back at the turn-in writing up a GM ticket for it not working, he’s whispering me that he was kidding the first time…this time will be funny as he pwns me…clucking and flapping his arms doing the /chicken. After I wrote the ticket, I came up to him and invited him to an a$$-kicking.
I came, I saw, I wiped the floor with him, although not as soundly this time, to his only credit. Here is how that one went:
Edit: I totally forgot to mention that the real kicker was that after I beat him the second time, he immediately put me on his /ignore list. What an idiot.
I would love it if someone could look up his gear on Armory for me while I’m at work and let me know what his schtuff looks like. How bad is it to have 1185 mana? I got some nice blue Barbaric Bracers this morning, so those might not show up in my armory profile, but I updated both RPG Outfitter profiles.
I had scheduled guild time, but K was not feeling like herself most of the weekend, and with working 55 hours last week and half the day Saturday, I didn’t really want to rush off to the computer. I got the kitchen tidied up and the dishes stowed (my realm of cleaning) and we chatted for a while. I finally went to the office (45 minutes late) to blast away with my blue Double-Barreled Shotgun when the phone rang.
It was my parents. They were at the mall 30 minutes from their house because there was an open house ot the home for the realtors in the area. They watched a movie and were calling to see if they could stop by and waste some more time because they hadn’t called to give the the OK to head home. *SHOOT*
Now, I love my parents a lot, and they aren’t annoying or pressuring about coming over, so Dad offered to take us out to dinner, his treat. Aww, geez, I already spent 45 minutes preparing a pot roast for dinner that was going to come out at 7:00 when my guild time was over. Not having any “real good” reason to say that it was a bad idea, I asked K, and she said it was bad timing, but OK since we had just made the place spotless again and had food already coming out.
They brought over a Blockbuster movie and we ate a gloriously tender top round with carrots, potatoes, and onions. They went home shortly after 8:00, and by 8:30 I was on Bloodr trying to level before bed. It didn’t happen until this morning, but mission accomplished, nonetheless.