9:31 on a Monday Night.

Three Days ago I entered my story for a writing contest Blizzard (the makers of World of Warcraft) is hosting. Two days ago I worked a 9 hour shift. Yesterday was Easter. Today, here i am.
I’m anxious, sore, fat, and here, all at once. Call me a warlock.
Speaking of which, I renewed WoW last night.
Oh, come’on, its just a game.
For those of you who care, I picked up right where I left off with my B-elf hunter, Tehrex. He’s level 38 now, and has a pet saber-tooth tiger named Zorro.
I’m a few weeks short of having my first year of college under my belt. I could care less. I really haven’t learned much of anything that I can remember.
I am excited for, however, is what I’m calling “Vending Valhalla” day. It consists of me heading to the University of Florida and spending the rest of my girlfriends vending machine credits that she was given at the beginning of the year. She has hardly used the credits, so I will end the day with a loot of roughly $90 worth of vending machine products. Alas, Vending Valhalla.
But I still have to wait a week for that.
Ok, time for wow.
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