Another Busy-But-Not Weekend
Jul. 31st, 2011 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ah, relaxing weekend. Nothing to do but veg out, do a bit of grocery shopping and poke around with the computer. It's good.
I've been giving my belf paladin a little more attention this weekend. Just recently hit level 44 - up from ... *checks last Warcrack post* level 37 last weekend, which was more or less the last time I played it with any degree of seriousness. Which, given I used to consider myself lucky if I got one level in a weekend, given the party-centric FFXI set-up, is pretty freakin' impressive. FFXI, I think I gave up around about this level, and I'd been playing ... oh, at least a year. But Missandei the belf paladin is still trucking away, having gained 44 levels in the last two and a half months or so. Well, less, really, when you consider that I didn't start the belf paladin 'til ... holy crap, 44 levels in a month? Of on-again, off-again play, no less. More to the point, solo play. Shit, I see why people kind of gave FFXI a miss now...
Actually, I think one of those levels was entirely because of mining. Seriously. See, I ended up in Thousand Needles for some reason (man, that place got wiped by the Cataclysm) and ended up with this quest for this weird kind of buff that lets you swim continuously with no need to come up for air, and also increases your swimming speed to about your walk level. And seriously. Mithril. EVERYWHERE. I spent a good two hours going, "Screw this questing shit; mithriiiiiiil!" and swimming around, barely getting attacked by anything and mining until my mining bag filled up and my inventory couldn't take any more. Then I spent another hour or so in Orgrimmar, smelting mithril ore and making mithril filigree. My jewelcrafting skill is starting to seriously rock.
(Oh, hey,
wingedkami? You didn't tell me about gem bags. Gem bags are awesome. So now I have a gem bag, a mining bag and a couple of really big bags replacing the diddy ones I looted off mobs way back when. I still get that annoying 'inventory is full' gabble now and then, but it's a lot easier now that I have more storage space, a lot devoted to ore and metal bars, and yet more devoted entirely to gems and copper wire and mithril filigree and other jewelcrafting stuff. More space can be devoted to the crap I get from mobs that are on occasion standing right on top of my metal vein.
...But yes, I do more than just mine when I do these things. Quests quests quests. Of course, sometimes by the time I respond to some quest where the 'Horde war machine' is trying to send me someplace, I'm too high level to actually bother with any of it? But still, at least I get to explore. But the mining in the Dustmallow Marshes is crap. Craaaaap crap crap. Anyway, the Booty Bay pirate stuff was fun. Though I had a kind of scary moment where the last "KEEL THE PIRATE GUY!" moment of that particular quest chain got interrupted mid-battle by ... well, net connection hiccup. So I'm maybe two-thirds done killing this guy and I'm at full health and then all of a sudden, I can't use any of my skills, even though they light up when I click on them. Sure mid-battle sign that my net connection has just keeled over. My reaction? "FUUUUUUCK!" However, when I managed to get everything up and running again and logged back in, I was in the inn in Booty Bay, apparently having killed the pirate guy and gone down with the ship which the Booty Bay pirates had been cannonballing to death, and they fished my half-drowned pixellated near-corpse out of the water or something. It's a part of how that whole quest series goes, I figure. Either way, at least it wasn't death by connection glitch. I hate that.
So yes,
tyrell, still loving Protection spec. Though I kind of wonder if you're still allowed plate armour even if you do use another spec for paladin. Anyway, fact is that my belf is almost entirely decked out in plate (I haven't quested up a bit of plate chest armour yet, but I have everything else; I just don't buy armour much beyond level 3) and the last time her health dipped below 90% was when there was a mob of maybe five tower guards all at once on top of elite big bad. Though part of that is various auras, seals and a very good shield that no one has managed to offer me a superior replacement for since. Paladins are soloing machines.
No, I really haven't been doing much else with my weekend, though I did play some DA2 (I'm steeling myself for doing the Anders friendmance thing again, just for plot relevance and eek factor) and there has been a little bit of RP, which has been more or less awesome. It's good to have people around again, though not many and not often. It's the summer and I guess everyone else is out doing meatspace stuff. Which is cool and all, but I haven't done it much of late. I'm perfectly happy with my human interaction taking place predominantly through a keyboard and computer screen on the weekends, at least partly because the job tends to make me lose a great deal of faith in humanity and the last thing I tend to want to do at the end of a long week is to actually deal with people. I'm pretty sure that there are some I'd really like just hanging out with, but it tends not to happen. Partly because I do not make an effort and I really need to get better at that.
Aw, crap, it can't be 7pm on a Sunday already. Really? Seriously? Weekends are way too short. I need a day off. At least just one damn day off. Preferably attached to a weekend but I am so not picky as long as it means that I can sleep in and don't have to go into work. Oh well, at least the other admin (not Schrodinger's Admin; the other one) is back tomorrow so I don't have to be all things to all people. Bleh.
I've been giving my belf paladin a little more attention this weekend. Just recently hit level 44 - up from ... *checks last Warcrack post* level 37 last weekend, which was more or less the last time I played it with any degree of seriousness. Which, given I used to consider myself lucky if I got one level in a weekend, given the party-centric FFXI set-up, is pretty freakin' impressive. FFXI, I think I gave up around about this level, and I'd been playing ... oh, at least a year. But Missandei the belf paladin is still trucking away, having gained 44 levels in the last two and a half months or so. Well, less, really, when you consider that I didn't start the belf paladin 'til ... holy crap, 44 levels in a month? Of on-again, off-again play, no less. More to the point, solo play. Shit, I see why people kind of gave FFXI a miss now...
Actually, I think one of those levels was entirely because of mining. Seriously. See, I ended up in Thousand Needles for some reason (man, that place got wiped by the Cataclysm) and ended up with this quest for this weird kind of buff that lets you swim continuously with no need to come up for air, and also increases your swimming speed to about your walk level. And seriously. Mithril. EVERYWHERE. I spent a good two hours going, "Screw this questing shit; mithriiiiiiil!" and swimming around, barely getting attacked by anything and mining until my mining bag filled up and my inventory couldn't take any more. Then I spent another hour or so in Orgrimmar, smelting mithril ore and making mithril filigree. My jewelcrafting skill is starting to seriously rock.
(Oh, hey,
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...But yes, I do more than just mine when I do these things. Quests quests quests. Of course, sometimes by the time I respond to some quest where the 'Horde war machine' is trying to send me someplace, I'm too high level to actually bother with any of it? But still, at least I get to explore. But the mining in the Dustmallow Marshes is crap. Craaaaap crap crap. Anyway, the Booty Bay pirate stuff was fun. Though I had a kind of scary moment where the last "KEEL THE PIRATE GUY!" moment of that particular quest chain got interrupted mid-battle by ... well, net connection hiccup. So I'm maybe two-thirds done killing this guy and I'm at full health and then all of a sudden, I can't use any of my skills, even though they light up when I click on them. Sure mid-battle sign that my net connection has just keeled over. My reaction? "FUUUUUUCK!" However, when I managed to get everything up and running again and logged back in, I was in the inn in Booty Bay, apparently having killed the pirate guy and gone down with the ship which the Booty Bay pirates had been cannonballing to death, and they fished my half-drowned pixellated near-corpse out of the water or something. It's a part of how that whole quest series goes, I figure. Either way, at least it wasn't death by connection glitch. I hate that.
So yes,
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No, I really haven't been doing much else with my weekend, though I did play some DA2 (I'm steeling myself for doing the Anders friendmance thing again, just for plot relevance and eek factor) and there has been a little bit of RP, which has been more or less awesome. It's good to have people around again, though not many and not often. It's the summer and I guess everyone else is out doing meatspace stuff. Which is cool and all, but I haven't done it much of late. I'm perfectly happy with my human interaction taking place predominantly through a keyboard and computer screen on the weekends, at least partly because the job tends to make me lose a great deal of faith in humanity and the last thing I tend to want to do at the end of a long week is to actually deal with people. I'm pretty sure that there are some I'd really like just hanging out with, but it tends not to happen. Partly because I do not make an effort and I really need to get better at that.
Aw, crap, it can't be 7pm on a Sunday already. Really? Seriously? Weekends are way too short. I need a day off. At least just one damn day off. Preferably attached to a weekend but I am so not picky as long as it means that I can sleep in and don't have to go into work. Oh well, at least the other admin (not Schrodinger's Admin; the other one) is back tomorrow so I don't have to be all things to all people. Bleh.