Stalkers On the Horizon

Sanctioned blogstalking commences now!  The Physician’s Log started a holiday event to encourage bloggers into the loving spirit.

Our task: to stalk our beloved sweetheart on their blog 3 days in the row (anonymously of course).  In turn we shall be stalked by a random blogger–the one who guesses their pursuers identity gets the grand prize: a custom RSS-feed button!

So keep your eyes peeled, and let’s catch our neighborhood stalker!


Oh, Yes, Hi!

Life has been good to me.

I say that with a grain of salt–last year was absolutely horrid on so many fronts, I won’t even depress you with that much information; however, this year seems to be starting off on the right foot and I’m getting ready to start dancing in the streets.  Several things in my non-WoW life are converging at once that are helping–I am scheduled to graduate in May, I managed to snag another job (this one at school), I was wrangled into taking a grad class (for some reason the History department thinks I should belong to them), and I’ve already started getting job hits for the after-college job market.  Woot-eh.

I’m sharing all this mundane and non-WoW information with you because I realized over the last couple of weeks that my regular (manic? :P) posting schedule will not be on track in the forseeable future.  While I’ve never pronounced a regular posting schedule, I realize that some of you actually come by and read here fairly often, and I didn’t want to simply evaporate (or seem to).  I still play WoW, I still love writing about WoW, and I’m not leaving the party anytime soon!

I’m out of town this week(end) to celebrate my brother’s graduation from boot camp, but I’ll be back soon to do some more work on that World of Logs project (mages, you are sucky hard to write about, k?) and share some more stories about the life of another jaded alt.

What Happened Here?

Last night I’m standing in front of Marrowgar for our umpteenth attempt, and my inner perfectionist is crying.  More like pulling her hair, ranting, raving and wondering how she ended up standing in front of the same bag of bones multiple times in one week and bemoaning her fate.  However, I discovered a few important things as we made another valiant and unfortunate attempt against the fires of doom…

I’m Raiding and I Like It

While my inner perfectionist was being an emo-bitch, she was actually not taking up too much of MY time.  If I happened to not repair every fight, the amount of gold I was spending made me give the nod to Ms. Whiney; however, otherwise, as I was standing in front of the boss or eating another tasty fish, I didn’t even give the deaths another thought, because, ultimately, I was enjoying myself.

Healing light flowed from my fingertips, chatting with friends in between attempts had me chuckling, and watching the new disc priest master his personal ADD dilemna brought me a lot of personal self-satisfaction.  Honestly…

I Like Helping People

I know my GM loves me, but I’m sure she also looks at me a bit askance every time she sees “did you see X,” because it is invariably a criticism over someone’s gear, talents, enchants or general performance.  Honestly I don’t try to see it… I want everyone to come in and pwn faces; however, when the destruction is of our team and not the boss standing in front of us… I can’t help myself, I start inspecting!

Take our newest member, a remarkebly fun and light-hearted disc priest.  Last week he kept complaining about mana issues, but I didn’t take much note of it because bosses were dying, and he is new after all.  However, last night we were struggling, and of our two big issues, one was tank deaths.  At this point, I remember something that was troubling me on trash pull–every raid member had a tank bubble.  A little lightbulb flashes, and I think “he’s assigned to tank heals, but bubbling the entire raid… in tank bubbles… that can’t be right… can it?”

I ask the GM–did you notice the tank bubbles–and she did notice them, so I’m not totally crazy.  I start talking to our disc-y friend, and indeed, he is having problems with his tank, but can’t quite figure out why.  Through death after agonizing death we chat about sticking to your assignment (so as not to stress out your raid healers), spell priorities, and generally, the differences between playing a holy and disc priest.  I was occupied, engaged, and blithlessly ignoring the 5 people standing in the fire, waving their pixelated arms as they were consumed in a burst of blue flames.  Ooops, looks like you did it again.

There is a Line

While I enjoy an amusing, fun, light-hearted and generally well-intentioned but horribly gruesome death as much as the next person (starfalling druid pulls the entire audience at the opera anyone?) I do have limits.  Mine came last night after we miracolously saved the raid from a Deathwhisper acolyte pull + a big mucking spider beast thing.  I was amazed.  I was buffing my own health bars in self-congratulation.  I was that high.

However, killing the trash was our last duty for the night–raid end time was 10 minutes after we downed Marrowgar (finally!) so we decided to end the night on a good note of yummy rep.  Except for one player who thought a well-intentioned “omg, let’s pull!” moment would end the evening on a smashing note.

It did, yes indeed.  I smashed my metaphorical fist into the guild, vent, and raid channels.  I was bloody furious over this one last death.  I sent a nasty message across all channels, gave the equivalent of the one-finger salute, and happily closed my laptop for the night.  How dare that little tard kill me after I spent the entire night on the floor!

And So I Think

That maybe I don’t love raiding as much as I used to.  Oh, there are still plenty of things I enjoy, and I can even ignore a bad night if I have someone to assist in learning their role in the scheme of things, but I definitely am not as light-hearted about a meaningless death as I used to be.  I’ve purposefully killed my little avatar, a finicky god playing with an always revivable toy.  However, my patience isn’t that same as it used to be, and I’m honestly unsure how I feel about my little temper tantrum before I left raid/guild for the night.

Like all things guild, it will either blow over quickly, or be a quaking catastrophe in the middle of a very family-style oriented guild.  I hope for the former, and dread the latter.  Most likely nothing will come of it other than a few apologies cluttering the purple text, and all will be forgiven.  Yet the night reinforces my selfish attitude towards my time–when I’m having fun, I’m a gay, enjoyable companion, and when someone ruins my evening, I am not putting up with it.  If it damages a relationship with a guild that I like quite a lot… well, we’ll just cross that bridge on another night.

Go Read Something Good!

So, I love everyone (/love), but what are you doing hanging around here?  I post, don’t post, scribble something on a notecard and say it’s a post, and still you come by!  You’re making me feel a bit guilty, k?

Over the holidays I discovered the wonder of starring well-liked posts in my feed-reader… and while you may have read quite a few of them trawling the interwebs on your own, just in case you missed some good stuff, here’s what I’ve been storing since last I linked!

I’ve always added some commentary about what I should have commented about, since, well, I’ve been horrible about commenting, and this way you don’t feel like I’m sending you out into the nether without saying something constructive, or at the very least, pointing out the good vans from the bad (awesome) vans with candy.


Tobold’s Disturbing Question–Addon or not to addon.  Its an old question, but always worth looking at with fresh eyes.  This one is courtesy of the PP Inn.

All You Ever Wanted to Know about Macros–Yes, I still sucky at macros, but this one is a pretty good all-around look at how macros work and their flexibility and limitations.  Worth a read if you want anything more complicated than /tar bad stuff.  A la No Stock UI.


Faking Feral–What’s a feral tank to do when there’s nothing to do?  Fake it!  Courtesy of Druid Main.

Icewalker vs. Tuskarr’s Vitality–Directed at the orbital laser-beam wielders (that’s moonkin to you) it’s still an interesting read and justification for Tuskarr’s Vitality.  The Strayegg has spoken.

Guild Leadership

Tools for Mentoring–For all you GM’s dealing with a basket case, this one is for you!  From Cold Comfort.

Guild Introspection: Who you really are–How much control do you really have over how outsiders perceive your guild?  Whatisboom thought about this one, and actually, a question I had only vaguely considered before (I mean, we’re awesome, right?)

Trying to Solve the World’s Problems–How not to carry the entire guild bank of problem’s on your shoulders.  Another one from Cold Comfort.

General Gaming

The Death of Multicultural Gaming–I thought, yes, yes indeed when I saw this one.  I love the multicultural aspect of gaming.  I have a dear, dear friend in Norway, and I still talk about that one night in FFXI when I was grouped with a totally non-English speaking group and we relied entirely on the (Hi) (Casting)(Heal II) in-game translation system.  Everything went like clockwork, and I had the best night of grinding that I can remember for ages.  So what happens when you no longer know that you’re playing with someone over the pond?  Does it matter to you?  We Fly Spitfires talked about this one–and if you hate him for the Matticus post, please don’t send him death messages from my link 😛


Zath’s World of Warcraft Competition–Free goodies, you have until Feb. 7th!


WoL Introduction–I wish this blogger would post more often for my reading enjoyment.  The posts are always excellent, and this one explains in meticulous detail how to navigate World of Logs.  Life In Group 5, especially if you’re a shaman, should be in your reader folks!

DPS Check or Execution–What’s easier to overcome?  How do you tell the difference?  Annexxia at Bible of Dreams might be able to help you find the answer.  However, only you can answer… which would you rather prefer!


Absolute Power–Who has absolute power in your 5-man LFG run?  The dps, the healer or the tank?  See what Cassandri at Hots & Dots says about it (and I couldn’t agree more… hence, why my tank has more pugging experience than my healer!)


Holy Spec Debate (Paladin)–Ophelie at the Boss Pally chose to take another look at the “big spec” debate with Holy paladins.  While I will likely never, ever spec a holy paladin ever, ever again, I have this morbid fascination with any tree that I have ever been interested enough to play.

Disc Priest Gear List (3.3)–What can I say?  I trust the turkey (Bobturkey that is) when it comes to gear lists.  You don’t get many, but those I link, I trust.

Resto Druid Gear 3.3 (casual or 10-man focused)–Not often do you see a really solid gear list that is aimed at casual/beginning/10-man raiders, and this one is extensive.

The Issue with Discipline Raid Healing–I haven’t seen it (other than standing around between mob packs and the disc priest decides bubbling the entire raid will lighten his day); however, I was intrigued to read a bit about stretching the tree.  I don’t think it’s a viable solution for most raiding situations, but experimenting with your class is the spice of WoW.


Do You Qualify to be a Warlock?–You are not evil enough, trust me 🙂

Shared Topic

Surviving PvE as Melee DPS–A shared topic can be literal or figurative… or just plain fun.

Righteous Orbs (yes, the get their own category today)

Honestly, just go read… trust me.

Winning Asshole Chicken

I took the one more traveled because I’m not a bloody idiot


It’s About the Towers–So, I haven’t been a “serious” PvPer since Alterac Valley was an all day affair.  Part of the problem is… I don’t know the BG’s anymore.  I don’t understand why the objectives are being taken like they are, and I hate participating simply for HK’s.  I was so thrilled to see this guide, and I hope to see some more for BG noobs like myself.


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

– Huh?

– You look out for your friends and do things with them.