(Limey, I know you’ll like this one…)
For a while now, I’ve been playing World of Warcraft off and on. Probably more on than off. One of my buddies, Drag, got me all into the game (thanks…). Anyhow, I started that game and played non-stop for about 4 months or so. I managed to get my character about 2/3rds through the game. I went away for a while (military) and when I came back, I really didn’t feel the need to play all that much.
Fast-forward about 2 months later, and I find that Drag and his wife Amber now play and started characters on a different realm (server). So, again, my geeky ambition re-introduced itself and I was off to the races in the land of “Azeroth” with yet another character on the new realm they found. This character I got all the way to the upper echelons, and kept on playing. Well, maybe moving and being in-limbo for the past 4-5 months talked some sense into me. I really haven’t played it other than to check up on it every once in a while. Really, it’s not too much fun unless you play with people you know anyway, because when you play it by yourself, you’re in there with all the 14 year olds that have mastered the game and you either get shunned ’cause you’re a “noob” or you get your ass kicked all the time.
That being said, in my 4-5 month hiatus, I’ve also realized that there is a lot to do around home, and with other hobbies, than to waste it playing make-believe with a bunch of teens. I really don’t have time for it anymore; I’d rather do much more productive things with my life than being “the hero of Azeroth.” So to Blizzard: you guys put forth a very entrancing game. But your Jedi mind tricks quit working on me. I give up my account (finally) to pursue the finer things in life. Here’s to you Leeroy Jenkins…