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Started a fire mage last night, and surprisingly, I have really been enjoying it. Granted she’s only level 22, but still … it was fun! 88 more levels to go! The guild I joined has every main spec except a Mage since their full-time mage decided to swap mid-expansion because a lot of changes were made to Mages he didn’t like much. So, I offered to level one in case they want it for the next expansion, but I am HOPING … I do well on the Paladin… well enough that they would want me to stick with the Paly since she’s been my main for a really long time and I know how to play her really well.

Mages… eh. I haven’t played a maxed level one, well, ever. It’s why I’m going to take my time leveling her so I really get to know her ins-outs and try to become some sort of expert on them quick. It’s clear fire mages are VERY dependent on procs. When I got them back to back she owned the meters, but if one never popped, I did about the same dps as others my level. So, that will play a lot into the overall damage output. Plus, end-game, people have said they are VERY gear dependent, and I won’t get good gear unless I actually do raid on her. Blarg.

I hate politics. Now that trump is in office, I hate them even more. I cannot stand what that poor excuse for a man has turned this country into. Everywhere I turn, so much hatred (on both sides) … I can’t go on Facebook, or Twitter or even watch the news anymore because rage fills me with all the disgusting crap he does and how he even has ONE supporter, never mind a 32% approval rating boggles my mind to no end. WHO are these 32% and WERE you dropped on your heads as children where all logic, human decency and intelligence has escaped it??

Most of the world already disliked America before all of this, but now, not only are we an utter joke, most of the world legit HATES us. I just wish most of the universe realized that a LOT of us do NOT support the bag of filth, and wish he would do us all a favor (himself included, since he loves doing things for himself and no one else), and just RESIGN. I am so embarrassed for our future … when they look back on this moment and him, and wonder what every sane American is now wondering … HOW THE FUCK DID HE BECOME PRESIDENT?! And why did it take SO LONG to get him out of office!

UGH. Anyway. Just made myself a cup of coffee and I am going to enjoy it fully. I’ll be taking lunch soon. I like to go late because then I only have 1.5-2 hours left of the day and it just feels faster. Whenever I have to go early (for work stuff), the afternoon drags SO BAD. Lol.

It was nice to see my other work friend Shanell today. She’s one of the professors so she usually only comes in when she has to teach or comes to meet with students OR is forced into a meeting. Today she had a meeting but came early enough for us all to chat a bit, so that was nice. I think we’re going to all try to get together during our week-long break from work and have breakfast. Last time we all hung out was at Sheryl’s house for lunch and that was about three months ago. So we’re do for a hang out.

Tonight I have to sit around and write holiday cards. I finally got them in the mail yesterday, but by the time I realized it, I was hardcore into a game of Warcraft, so I put it off. I figure I’ll write the long distance ones tonight so they go out tomorrow, and then I’ll write the local ones this weekend and send them out on Monday.

ALL the stuff I bought for gifts arrived yesterday too, so our kitchen looks like a war-zone. I have to go through all the boxes and pile gifts together for their respective recipient. Bleh!

Other news ... mom's been doing well. I am amazed by her all the time. Of course, like all of us, she has bad days, but deep down she’s been good. I honestly feel like she handled my dad’s passing a LOT better than I did. She was his closest confidant, and where he wouldn’t complain to us kids about his pain and suffering, I’m almost sure he did to my mom. She knew the deepest darkest of what he felt, and I think she’s just thankful he’s no longer suffering, even if we are with his loss.

It’s so crazy how some days I’m doing fine, and then the smallest thing will ignite a fragment of a memory, and I tug on the thread, pulling it closer to the forefront, and something like ice cream on a random commercial suddenly has me remembering a story of how my father went for four different stores because it was my birthday and he couldn’t find the ice cream cake I liked the most (knowing full well ANY would have done for me) … and that gets me balling my eyes out for 2 hours. It’s just … crazy. I love that man so damn much and each day it’s a struggle knowing he’s not here … it really is. I just try to pretend I’ll see him soon, he’s just on a vacation, but we’ll met up eventually, but that doesn’t always work for me.

I miss you so damn much, pops. <3

It's been over a month since my last post... wow. Not really surprised though. I've worked on the below post for a number of days but kept putting it off.... but here it is.

I don’t know why my desk is always the hub of conversation. One of my biggest pet peeves is when people just idle around in my personal bubble at work and have full blown conversations with others (myself not included), when every single ONE of these a-holes has an office! I would NEVER, in a million years, step into someone’s office with someone else and just start up a conversation and stand there in their space talking about shit not even work-related.

The lack of respect is absolutely mind-blowing. I really wish people would realize what royal assholes they are, and it makes me blind with rage sometimes (especially if I am already feeling prickly).

I literally just had one co-worker standing right behind me in my small space to chat with two others over the counter of my cubicle for a solid fifteen minutes while I tried to work! This is the shit that drives me bonkers. I wasn’t even in the conversation and she just stood there with these two chatting away all up in my space … WTF is wrong with people? Why do they see any of that as acceptable, but to me I would NEVER do it? Am I the crazy one? I really don’t feel like I am but this crap makes me bonkers and I hate feeling this way almost all the time.

Other than that feeling of rage coursing through my veins right now … life is relatively okay.

The cruise I went on with my friends the first week of November (omg can’t believe it’s already been 1 whole month!) … was wonderful. I had so much fun and I am in shock that we didn’t drive each other insane or fight or come back wanting to murder each other. We actually had a lot of fun together and a great time. The weather in the Caribbean and in Florida was perfection. Last time we went it wasn’t so great (rained in FL and was way too hot/couldn’t breathe in Bahamas). This time, each stop was beautiful.

Here are all the photos that I took from that week. Normally I would have taken a crapload, but I didn't want to be that person that held everyone up. So this is not as extensive as my normal travel shots. Ha!

In Florida we hung out on Cocoa Beach for most of the day and then had a late lunch at one of the local spots right off of it. On the private island we’d gotten a cabana and it was so worth the 500$ that it cost. It had an epic view of the ocean and ship, provided comfortable seating arrangement and was close to the ocean to swim and run back. They delivered food to it and the personal drink servers was like we were millionaires (none of us are even remotely close). It was such a relaxing day, reading, enjoying the breeze, ocean and friends.

Our final stop was Nassau, Bahamas. We got a package to go to Atlantis (their resort there) and it was worth every penny. We got another cabana there near one of the many beautifully built pools and spent the whole day going on water slides, a lazy river (which was far from lazy and I didn’t like the rapids much lol), and drinking strong drinks by the poolside. It was utterly fantastic. Everyone agreed they would do a trip just to the resort for a week if the chance ever arose. Also, the Mayan theme architecture was very well done and I really did love it.

The time we spent on the boat was great until the last two nights. The boat rocked so bad on the way back to NYC that I felt like it was gonna tip over sometimes. Which is interesting because we went the same week two years ago and it only rocked a little on the way to Florida.

Other news...

I reached my second reading goal a few nights ago. My first was 30 books, which I hit around two months ago, and so I increased it to 50. I was going to increase it again, but since it’s already December, I don’t want to push my luck (though I have been a reading machine). Whatever ends up being over, is over the 50.

I added a bunch of new books to my wishlist since I am quickly making my way through my kindle selection since 2014 (when I last read more than 2-3 books). I bought a LOT back then, but I’m burning through it and only have about 80 left (yes, only). I have a bunch of series’ I want to catch up on, but I am hoping to find some new ones once I’m done reading the older books.

My writing has faltered. I don’t know why I get like this. It’s bugging me to all hell too because I have actually been enjoying what I’ve been working on, and really like the story idea. I am letting fear hold me back… again. If I wait too long to continue, I know what will happen. I will lose my connection to the characters, and when I do grow some proverbial balls again, I won’t be able to come back and reconnect with them and will have to start something totally new (again). This is my pattern. I have started SO MANY books (sitting around everywhere) … they all stop somewhere between chapter eighteen and thirty. Sigh.

I wish I wasn’t such a weak ass bitch and would just do this. It’s killing me too because I want to write, but I haven’t been doing it. Man, I have so many freaking ISSUES.

Now that it's December, busy trying to get wishlists together and shopping for people. I'm glad we put a limit this year. I'm not really in the spirit (with dad passing a short while ago I havent really been in the mood to 'celebrate' without him). I know I should get more in the spirit because he loved Christmas and I should continue to enjoy the things he did, but it's so hard during this time of year. 

So ... yeah. My brothers, sister in law and mom set a limit to 100$ for each of us and then Diane and I did $50 and my friends and I have done $25. Which is a little less stressful. Thankfully most have sent me lists this year, so that's a huge help too (instead of trying to come up with ideas for people who have EVERYTHING).  I am hoping to be done shopping by the weekend *fingers crosssed*. 

Anywho. I'm working on some resolutions for the new year (one being to write more here!), so I am sure I'll be back.