Jan 11 2008
Silly Little Game
Boyfriend is playing his silly little game, aka World of Warcraft. He’s a Level 70 dude of some sort. He keeps trying to get me sucked in so we can play together and I can make all sorts of imaginary internet friends.
I blog on the laptop while sitting on the sofa, which is right next to his desk, so we do play together, in a way. I tell him about funny blog posts and comments, and he tells me about funny comments from his peanut gallery guild. I like my imaginary internet friends, and have even met some of them in person (one at her Vegas wedding!) I have also met some of Boyfriend’s imaginary internet friends, whom I can have a conversation with even though he listens to them through his headset.
I’ll stick to blogging, Boyfriend can stick to his silly little game, and we’ll happily laugh at each other’s obsessions.
I just read this post to Boyfriend before publishing it, and he said “Amen to that, sister!”
That’s how it works in my house…says the vegas bride!
CTG, when I first moved in and he started playing silly little game for an increasing number of hours every night, I was a bit upset but now, especially that we have the laptop, I like it because it leaves me lots of time for blogging.
I’m a WOW widow too..
At least Boyfriend and I are in the same room so I can laugh at him. Plus, once in awhile I like to go over and press his space bar so his character will jump.