Saturday, February 13, 2010

Alts alts alts

This picture makes me want to play a warrior so so so so so so so so so badly.
The only problem is my warrior is level 35ish? and I'd have to get to 60.

HAH. Well maybe.... maybe if I close my eyes and just level it won't be that bad... surely?

I tried finding DPS DK builds, and every site that I would normally trust(wowwiki, elitist jerks) has broken links to talent points... by broken I mean talent trees that have impossible combinations, missing pre-requisites and retarded choices. The sites that don't have broken links have builds that ... just look wrong. But I'm not a DK I don't know. Anyways I'm curious about DK builds and would love someone linking me a good DK blog or resource.

My druid does a nice average of about 1400-1700 dps depending on fight. With occasional superbursts into the 3k dps range when bezerk is off cooldown. Yes I spelled it wrong intentionally. Bears do that.

The thing about my dps is that it is in bear form. So I do -more- dps in bear than I do in cat. I am fail at cat.

And.... that is about it. I don't have much of anything else to say, except I'll be farming or playing an alt tonight as I have kid duty.

Rossi would tell me to play my warrior. I know he would.

Chemistry vs. WoW

Last night my intent was to continue working on chemistry. Our first half-test (inserted into this course so we could see where we were without screwing up a big test) did not go well. I got a C and Damm got a B. When our instructor finished with her scolding of all the students (I don't tolerate that very well because we're both busting our butts to be at class and to do the homework) and went over what we got wrong I found out that I had not spent enough time on definitions and, /shamefaced, reviewing my notes. So this time that's not happening.

So last night I was going to continue with typing up my chemistry review. But I had 36 Emblems of Triumph and I didn't get the chance on Sunday to log in and see what I could get for them ... so I logged in and Damm was on and I got new shoulders and then Damm and Moon started doing heroics ... there you are. We went through two new ones for me, I finally cracked 3K dps, and I think I got some nice auction items. Didn't pay attention to that frankly. Had lots of fun.

But ... I was supposed to be schooling not gaming. I'm alarmed at this point by any slip-up of mine in discipline because I'm tired, stressed, and apt to blow things out of proportion. I did everything I was supposed to do by tomorrow, nothing will be turned in late, and I did spend

The above was unearthed by me when I was editing a previous post of mine. These comments are all Wulfa and I figured I'd just shove them out into the web as they are. She has been better about studying and we are both doing little but studying today.

I've caught up on my physics homework and feel like I'm grasping the concepts way better than I did last semester(Spring 2009). Chemistry was very disappointing because I thought I had a natural grasp of it better than I did. By natural grasp I mean the grasp you have before studying. For an example: if I have a natural grasp of algebra of an A I can just go to class and not study and get an A. In Chemistry's case I thought my natural grasp was an A but it was a 87.5. So now I am studying.

Of my four classes here is my percieved natural grasp levels on a grading scale of 1-100:
Chemistry: 87.5(previously 95ish)
Physics: 70
Engineering Problem Solving: 110(so long as I pay attention to what I'm doing)
Calculus: 94

Obviously these are very very subjective feeling based numbers. But they affect how much I study and how much I pay attention in class.

In WoW the same thing happens. You'll see an endgame raider walk into heroics with a "its just a heroic" attitude and sometimes he's right and his natural grasp of his class/environments is a no wipe speed run where he can pull agro as DPS or similar things with no problem. And other times he finds out that nope... nope... he should pay more attention.

Tada instant analogy for today! Yay aren't you proud of me? Go have fun doing your things.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Some links:

Penny Arcade pointed to this article that I found really striking as well.

Flow by Wugan has quickly jumped to the top of my read lists in the morning. A resto shaman his posts are very well written.

More would come but Miniorc is begging for attention and Orclette... well: "Daddy can you check my butt?"

Yay for potty training.

(edited to fix links...)

Monday, February 8, 2010

Circle of healers meme thing.

In response to: Miss Medicina

1. Reread your original answers to the questions. With the benefit of hindsight, score your own work in terms of its cringeworthiness.

I would say wow… it was funny but you can see that I didn’t really know what I was doing as a healer. Now I still don’t know but I have a much better idea.

2. Has your class's healing improved in the area you identified as its weakest?

I didn’t pick an area due to lack of knowledge. I really wish we had a remove disease and I would love a mass-abolish poison or a mass-remove curse. Clicking on everyone for that is a pain.

3. Have you changed your "least favoured class to heal with"?

Waitasec I miss read this question last time. I thought it meant which class do I like to use to heal. Haha. Uhm. Still paladin? Resto shammies bring the totems I love, Resto druids mean more hots for everyone and I can relax a bit more about the raid healing. Priests uhm.. I’ve never healed with a priest. Oh and paladins are all main tank focused and that’s where –I- like to be. Sigh. Oh and they make my hots overheal.

I absolutely love the combination of a Disc Priest and a Resto Druid. These two healers work in a fundamentally different way than the other healing classes, but partnered together, they can cover all the weaknesses of their individual classes. I can prevent a target from taking more damage and give the Druid's HoTs a chance to heal the target up. I can handle the tanks, with a spare bubble thrown around the raid, and the Druid works best peppering the raid with HoTs and rolling a few on the tanks to help me out. It's a great combination.

4. Did you read the entries from others in the webring, especially your class?

Some but didn’t pay a –lot- of attention because I’m a horrible person.

5. If Yes to #4, did you learn anything that made you a better healer?

THEY WERE ALL PRIESTS. Icky bad priests. If I read bell’s wish I likely did if she wrote one I don’t remember reading it. Because I’m a horrible person.

6. What tools/resources or information do you think you would need to improve as a healer and how could that help the community at large?

No clue. Maybe having healers who are bringing their DPS toons critique my healing.

7. What did you identify as your worst habit as a healer? Have you improved in this area?

I had said not paying enough attention. While this is still a small problem it is no longer my worst habit I think. I would say my worst habit was putting a ton of hots on people… and then filling them up with nourish and not letting the hots do their work.

8. What did you list as your favorite healing spell and your least used healing spell for your class? Are these answers still true? If they have changed, what caused the change (i.e. patch fix, different healing environment, etc)?

I’d have to go with favorite being rejuvenation because now that I have the right idol the procs are amazing. Least is still Healing Touch. And is even less used. It is simply too slow and nourish does everything better with more critty.

Garden Shadows

I was lucky yesterday. My job at Fuiaske Corporation Regional Headquarters is simple. I am a door guard; I check ID’s of visitors entering the grounds and cheerfully greet regular workers and VIP’s. My booth is located in the front gardens, halfway between the actual building entrance and the garden entrance. The landscaping there is amazing; it looks wide open but realistically you –have- to come through my little gate. To enter any other way would require a lot of climbing or a LOT of brute force.

So I stand at my little booth and I interface. I was hired as much for my smile as for my security credentials and my simple firearms skills. I’ve been working there for over a year now. I love the hours and the pay. Oh and getting to eat really good food at the corp. cafeteria? Yeah that is a huge bonus for a simple wage slave like me. Everyone that comes through the door? Dressed nice, looking pretty, clean middle to upper class. Think about it. If you are paid all day to look at people who do you want to look at? Some gangster wannabe’s down in the slums? Or corporate movers and shakers who know that image is everything. I know who I’d pick.

Oh and another great thing about my job? There is an earth elemental living beneath the garden and when days are slow he and I will spend the afternoon chatting. Two creatures just standing there in a gorgeous garden in the sunlight spending the whole day just sharing thoughts. Over the year I’ve worked there we’ve become great friends. His job as far as he has explained it to me is to keep the garden in good shape and to maintain the foundation protecting the building from faults and other things.

In addition to keeping each other company we exchange favors on occasion. He molded a rock near my station so that it would hold a mug just right while keeping it out of sight of people coming and going. I do small garden work before and after my shifts that it is impractical for him to do and that he has been unable to get the gardeners to do. Things like that. Not every day but often enough. You know the kinds of things that friends do for each other.

Friends. I think that is why he warned me. He is very unconcerned normally about the guests and visitors and workers that I talk to. Their lives and actions never affect him. So it is surprising that he even noticed the intruders. But he did… and mid conversation suddenly went very still and hissed “outsiders”.

Now when he and I talk it is mind to mind, not vocally. He doesn’t have any vocal cords and everything is a matter of pictures, sounds, and smells. This is why I don’t have a “name” for him but I can call him by his –name-. I know the sights, sounds, smells that make up him. I just project them and he hears them and we talk.

So when he said “outsiders”…. It wasn’t just an announcement. It was a sense of direction, a sense of motive, a sense of threat. From what he said I –knew- these beings he was referring to were threatening my life. I –knew- their intentions were hostile and there would not been any talking it out. Like seeing someone lifting a knife to stab another person… you –know- they aren’t just out for a stroll. So I turned and shot.

I don’t know how I picked who to shoot. I think I picked the one that he considered more threatening. I’m not sure. I just aimed at where I knew the threat was coming from and pulled the trigger. Every bit of that was muscle memory, because I was too much in panic mode to do anything else. I’m not a soldier I picked this job because it was relaxing not because it was high risk.

And here is where the lucky came in. My shot was perfect. The dwarf took a bullet right to the brain and kinda just half fell and half slumped back into the bushes. The other intruders kind of paused for a second… another bit of luck because I was able to drop for cover just before they recovered and sprayed the air above me with bullets.

I frantically half crawled/ half ran to a nearby rock wall…. As they dropped a flame grenade into the booth and turned what –had- been cover into a burning pyre. And got lucky again. I tripped and as I recovered looked behind me seeing the orc sneaking around. I sent the rest of my clip towards him. I was pulling the trigger so fast that most likely only the first bullet had any accuracy. But one of them did. He dropped as well.

That left I don’t know… three? And they had grenades and machine guns and who knows what else. I was dead. I knew it. So I screamed for help. Maybe if I hadn’t spent the last year with all my spare time being mind to mind communication with him I would have yelled out loud. But habits grow on you. So I sent out a mental blast of “HELP ME!”. He wasn’t happy at being yelled at, and I’ll have a lot of bridge building to do when I get off of recovery leave but I’m alive to do that and I’m not sure I would have been had I not.

The yell was effective though. He erupted out of the ground between me and them. The security forces that arrived later told me the intruders tried to run. All I know is that there was a brief increase in their rate of fire followed by their screams. When I peeked over the rock I was hiding behind… all I saw was blood… they… ground up….

I don’t want to think about that anymore. I’m just glad I’m alive. I got a bonus for stopping the intruders; as if I did it alone…. Without him… well I’m just glad he was there. He got some kind of gratitude gift I think. Hah even after a year of knowing him I’m still not sure what you get an earth elemental as a thank you gift.

Well I guess I better start figuring that out. Because he’s still mad at me about telling him what to do.