3/18/10

The Joys of Cooking... and not Raiding -_-

So, some cock-smoker named Vaporubs should burn in hell. Ran Forge of Souls on Empresse in heroic, went ok (the healer was fail as fuck!) when the *healer* fucking ninja-ed the Needle-Encrusted Scorpion from the 3 DPSers. I hope the other two had the right minds to remind the fucker. I will fight Blizzard for this until 1.) I get the damn Trinket (without me needing to run the fucking instance every damn day til I get it or 2.) the fucker gets his account banned. The latter would be sweeter. The fucker isn't even feral DPS!!!

Can't believe it. I would've won the fucking roll too if he hadn't ninjaed it.

Now if that wasn't bad enough... I missed tonight's raid because I was cooking dinner. Took me an hour to ready the damn catfish nuggets only to find out that my bf was getting home late and even then, we couldn't eat dinner together because he had a homeowner's association duties to attend to.

I logged back an hour and a half after raid invites went out and found out that everyone had RL shitz to deal with so no dead Arthas this week... again. Most everyone logged by then so I got invited to a 10-man ICC run. It wasn't the best setup and we're all out of it but we downed most of the bosses anyway, until one of the healers had to bail for the night. Well, more like went AFK for almost half an hour then tells us that he couldn't continue. Everyone was pissed, to say the least, especially since he's the one who went Linda Blair on us.

This is why sometimes I wonder how people think so damn highly of themselves and that people need to work around them. Total fucking douchebags.

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