Top 5 Things I am addicted to:
5. Creamy Peanut Butter. I go through the small jars of it like crazy. I know I've mentioned it before, it's that important to me :)
4. Josh Duhamel. If I'm not out on-site at lunchtime I'm getting my daily dose of hotness from Las Vegas at noon. And I LOVE LOVE LOVE it when he's scruffy. Mmmmmm... I just wanna...
3. The wedding countdown. One month from Tuesday... one month! OH MY GOD. In one month I will be married. It's not the married part that I'm freaking out about, it's the wedding. I'm certain I'll forget something or something will get messed up in some way, and it's a one shot deal.
2. My sisters. Every day I talk to one of them, usually Meredith or Karen. Christie and I usually talk every 2 weeks on the phone. They keep me sane, especially with the upcoming wedding. They are all so different yet we are all so similar. I get shaky if I don't talk to one of them in a day or 2. That's usually when I send Karen an I love you email or text Mere
1. World of Warcraft (WOW). I'm being honest here and putting it at number one. If I don't play on a certain day I miss it. World of Warcraft is a massively multiplayer online role playing game, or MMORPG if you will. It's played with other real people who are online at the same time that you are. When we lived apart it was a way for Drew and I to spend some time together and have fun during the week. Within the game I belong to a guild called the Raging Daisies. Most guilds have a tabbard that all guildies wear. If you click the picture you get a better view and can see the flower on ours (get it, Raging Daisies?). This group of folks are the ones I do things in game with the most. In-game my character's name is Sunflowers (and she is badass!).
There's a Halloween event going on now in the game called Hallow's End. One of the things you can get during Hallow's End is a wand that will turn someone into a pumpkin-head as you can see on lots of my guildies.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
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