A Place to Call My Own

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As a software instructor, my job does not often involve heavy lifting or other manual labor. But this week, we are preparing portable classrooms and moving servers, uninterruptible power supplies (basically big batteries), furniture, and floor panels (for wiring). All this in addition to running power and network cabling, etc. I am exhausted. And sore. And I've gotten myself into a pattern of writing at night, when I would prefer to carve out time in the morning. In any event, this little post will be short.

One thing I was able to do this evening was get in some game time in EverQuest II with my sweetheart, Scooter. We're continuing on with our toons, Chervil the ratonga and Farreyn the half elf. I think Scooter is enjoying her mostly ranged-caster Warden, and I like my little Conjurer just fine. I'm not overly attached to pet classes, but they're nice to have around. I didn't get a picture, but my earthen avatar upgraded to a larger version and handles aggro very well, while Farreyn and Chervil bring on the pain.

We sailed through about four levels, reaching 12 before finding Kelethin and each getting a house for all the stuff we've picked up. That's an interesting thing about EQ2—as opposed to Rift—it seems like more furniture drops off random mobs. Rift's main non-purchase source of housing decorations seems to be fishing. I do like that Rift's dimensions include outdoor areas and even buildings. EQ2's seem to be only interiors, but I could be wrong.

All right. I think that's it for me, with another post early tomorrow. I hope everyone has a great evening—or day, depending on where you are.