I have started playing World of Warcraft as of yesterday. Four years later than some, but better late than never.

 

According to most Warcraft is the most addictive substance known to man. It has, as popular opinion would have it, destroyed lives, families, and possibly perverted normal, down to earth people into 1337 spewing nerds suffering from severe vitamin D deficiency by the millions. But as usual, popular opinion tends to be over dramatic.

 

Not that it is to blame. In a world full of naked animal rights advocates, senile presidential candidates (I'd go with black, but then I'd come across as racist or something, people care less when you pick on the elderly for some reason, happily living the lie that they will never, gasp, become old themselves. To be fair though, there are those out there who don't plan to live past 30), and ridiculous petrol prices, you've gotta have a niche to get any attention. And humans love drama, possibly even more than sex.

 

At any rate. It wasn't so bad. I hardly consider myself addicted. Sure it's enjoyable, and I can see that there is plenty to do. But there is no rush to try and get everything done all at once. I am, after all, on holiday.

 

I think server maintainence should be over by now. I've got to go now, and, ahem, clean my room.