My big plan for the day, “Get Petite (my energy/invulnerability tank on Liberty, not Jo’s car) to 16th level,” has been thwarted by CoH taking the servers down for maintenance. And by the Circle kicking my pansy ass all over Steel Canyon. I kill a couple guys, then have to run out to find a contact so I can get enough inspirations to survive killing a couple more. *pantpantpant*
I have a pile of emails that I need to respond to. The idea of doing so seems like too much work. That’s *really* lazy. :)
…ok, I answered one. There’s one other that’s also genuinely important to answer. I’ll work myself up to that one. :)
My friend Spidey made me go try to set up a MySpace account. I’ve done it, but the whole thing makes me tremble in fear. And I’m not sure what to /do/ with it now…
My main toon for CoH – Huntress of Prey katana/regen scrapper – got to 33rd yesterday morning. While my newest – Browncoat Mal rifle/device blaster – suffered repeated death syndrome in King’s Row. The game is just too bloody addicting! I let my account lapse during NaNo, to avoid the distraction.
Here’s a picture of Mal for you –

Ya, I put up a basic MySpace page, mostly to snag the ID I wanted. Not sure what to do with it, either.
Prepare for spam. I had a myspace account, in order to read my brother’s blog, and in the space of an hour I got 10+ bogus friend requests.
I cancelled my account that night.
I read the first line without properly checking whose journal it was, and thought, “Gosh, that’s someone who’s reading the same book I’m reading…”
…and then realised in fact it’s someone who wrote the book that I’m reading!
Silly server maintenance…I have been forced to stop playing a few times because of said maintenance…of course that means that I was up all night playing and really should have had my butt in bed hours before…but that is beside the point.
Saturday I will hit 27 months on my account…and I decided that I can blame this addiction on…well…your husband. ‘Cause if he hadn’t ever shown me the game I am not sure I would have spend the thousands of hours wrapped up in it. (How’s that for blame shifting?
Oh and MySpace scares the be-jesus out of me as well. Haven’t quite made that jump yet.
*laughs out loud* I love it when I do things like that. :)
My level of mental alertness should be clear when I say that my reaction to your myspace account was ‘why doesn’t she set up an LJ one – that would be much smarter’. I think I might go to bed.
Awesome! (Awesome icon, too!)
Ooh, tanking? That takes patience. Almost as much patience as levelling a mind/empathy controller to 50 did back in the day before I discovered blasters made things explode better… *g*
As far as I can tell, Myspace is for personal ads. VERY personal ads. :P
1. It’s rare that a woman actually gives her character such a cute name.
2. I friend-requested you on MySpace!
W. I hate lists.
8. How do I count?
– Scott T
…truth be told, the character is named after Jo’s car, ’cause she wears purple and is a badass. She’s a 6 foot tall tank, so she’s really not very petite at all. :)
I friended you on myspace! yay! :)
I have a *great* weakness for energy blasters. KABOOM! Muahaha. :)