The past week I’ve had my mind filled with plans and projects. So instead of writing a sophisticated, thoughtful post, I’m going to ramble nervously.
Had it just been me, I probably would have kept the Good News a secret until the very last minute (I love giving surprises), but Oestrus has been promoting our little project for some time now and has been getting the Twitterverse pumped at the thought of hearing us talk to each other for an hour.
Well, I guess there is something to it. After all, we’re both fearless (her moreso than me, but I’m easily influenced), in-your-face and no nonsense. And I’d like to think we have a good sense of humour too.
I’m really excited about the project and if all goes according to plan, we should be doing our first recording around this time next week. We’re both super new at this so no live shows yet, but I wouldn’t discount it in the future. Don’t worry, I promise I won’t edit out anything juicy.
I volunteered to take care of the production aspect of the podcast so I spent the past week experimenting with different sound editing software. I was taken by surprise. I wasn’t expecting to have so much fun playing with noises! I felt like I was 13 again, having just spent my saved up babysitting money to buy an electronic keyboard with midi output. Back then, I had big dreams of becoming a sound engineer and I spent a lot of my evenings trying to mix tracks with minimal cacophony. Trying and failing.. Let’s hope I’m better at it 13 years later.
Anyway, if you want to listen to two gutsy girls goof off and talk about WoW, you’ll love the Double O podcast.
Writing about Paladin Stuff
If not for the title, I don’t think any new readers would guess that this is a paladin blog. It’s just that when choosing between writing about a paladin cooldown and the impulse of the moment, the impulse of the moment always wins.
I did promise TopRosters a paladin-related guest post, though, so I do plan on making myself useful some time in the near future.
Since moving on from Conquest, I’ve been taking it easy in game so I can get through my clerkship without too much pain. TeamSport has been lovely and welcoming to the little drifter that I am. The culture shock was tough at first – I’m not a 10 man raider and I’m not a casual player, but after nearly two months, I’m finding it easier to relax in raids. I laugh at jokes, I don’t mind if I screw up and I’ve even tanked a couple of times without any kind of shaking, sobbing or hyperventilating! I’m also finding myself getting attached to the team and I have to hold back to not throw myself headfirst into guild life.
At the same time, I’ve got my eyes open for after I move in July. I know it’s a long way off, but the thought of guild shopping again stresses me out. I don’t think I’ll rest easy until it happens. I’d like to stay on the server. Ner’zhul is a great place to be. I want to keep in touch with a number of people from TeamSport and Conquest and keeping transfers as the last resort is the easiest way.
But the list of 25 man progression guilds on Ner’zhul, like most other servers, is pretty short. The top guilds are crossed out on my list. Raiding 20 hours a week really isn’t my thing and, besides, their members are constantly making fools of themselves in Trade and PuGs. I can’t imagine having to put up with them in guild chat!
So that leaves two guilds. One is the guild I already left. Which brings the selection down to one guild. One single guild. I hope we’ll be compatible.
From my own observations and from what O’s reported, when guild searching, healers get pounced on like a piece of fresh meat. I hope that guild will be like a hungry tiger in a couple of months. My lack of gear, end boss kills and hard mode experience makes me somewhat less appealing. I’m less like a piece of fresh meat and more like festering roadkill.
Perhaps, during the two and half months between finishing clerkship and moving to Alberta, I can rent myself out to other raid teams on offnights and get some extra experience.
I know it’ll all work out in the end, but I’m anxious to see where and with whom I’ll be ending up. The suspense is eating up my insides like they’re a delicious rare steak.