The funk-master paid me a gaming visit, and I haven’t been in the partying mood this past month. The promise of glittery shinies offered by the LFG system wasn’t enough to compensate for the ass-hattery of the random people I was forced to spend 20-30 (or an hour >.<) worth of my time with–in some ways, it’s my own fault… I’m a masochist when it comes to completing a dungeon, and will NOT BAIL.
The other part was my guild’s difficulty with 25-man content. I love my guild, they’re nice people, but spending 4 hours wiping on a boss at 40-50% all night does not equal an enjoyable evening–especially when you know you’re coming back in tomorrow night and doing the same thing, but, oh joy, there will be new people who haven’t even seen the fight learning all those complicated little steps again.
Being an anal retentive sort of person, I have somehow dubbed myself the Logs Lady. Not only did I take it upon myself to start collecting and posting the guild’s log data from 10 and 25-man attempts of which I was a part, but I also started that rather extensive series (which is still coming, I’m working on mages and warriors at the moment) to provide a resource for those who might not understand how to evaluate their own performance. The more I look at it, of course, the more I think about how flawed the whole series is, because it is downright hard to encapsulate everyone’s healing/dpsing/tanking priorities and style into little numbers–but that’s just what I plan to do.
So, the magic, if not gone, was not as glittery and fun as it used to be. I moved over my tank, Aliera, but belatedly remembered that I don’t have a dedicated miner to funnel her materials for jewelcrafting and blacksmithing any longer. I spent a weekend garnering her enough badges for her 2 piece T9 set, then spent two weeks running hither and yon doing jewelcrafting dailies so I could actually gem her set. And then it happened… I ran out of chalcedony. And the jewelcrafting daily kept recycling to the chalcedony pendant one. Gah!
The /glee, right… I’m getting to that. So the last couple of weeks I’ve had to reduce my raiding schedule a bit. I’ve signed up for tentative to every raid offered because I just started coursework, was brow-beaten into taking a graduate class, and subsequently offered a job. Real life is looking peachy, WoW is still a canker eating up some of my time. I sat out a raid that I was available for due to my tentative status, gave some advice to others who got asked out, and generally played generic guild mommy type while I whittled fiddled around with my gear (yes, setting your town set is important.)
So Sunday rolled around and there was a 10-man ICC raid going down. I jumped in, and we cleared successfully through Festergut before someone took a “15 minute dinner break” that resulted in the whole she-bang dissolving. And then I get a /tell. An old guild-mate transferred servers to play with our crew again *awwwww* I swap over to my tank so we can get insta-invites and realize I hadn’t done the weekly yet… and neither had he. I immediately start sending out /tells, and in a few minutes we’ve got half of a 10-man thrown together. Some of those who declined were waiting on the 2nd ICC-10 to start, but due to delays, changed their minds and hopped in with us to down XT. Woot-eh. Smooth run, free badges, ICC is ready to start for those folks who wanted the 10-man.
4 of us stay together (including my server-transferred buddy) and we chain heroics for a couple of hours until it’s time for dinner/bedtime for folks and call it a night. Upgrades were handed out, badges were collected, and there was a constant flow of conversation and tom-foolery through-out it all. I discovered that I spent the entire XT raid and a couple of heroics tanking without a chestpiece. Remember how we gear for town? Yes, well, I had worn my Tabard of Summer Flames.
At least the healer said I wasn’t going squish…. right?
And to top off the night, I get a /tell from a guild-mate that went with us to down XT:
– You’re awesome
– You look out for your friends and do things with them.