Christ, have you seen this guy?

This has been an adventurous weekend. After traveling between home and pseudo-home at least four times I managed to clean my apartment from top to bottom (with the help of the lady) and buy over a hundred dollars in groceries. Such a sum for food has thus far been unheard of in the hollow of my bank account but I'm ringing the bell in there now I suppose and the echo is coming back as "coupons".

I'm writing this just after my philo 100 test, something I'm still not confident I passed considering the questions involved opinions and there are supposedly right and wrong opinions. When you ask a question like, "Do you enjoy macaroni?" you can say either yes or no. In philosophy if you say either yes or no then you are wrong, metaphysically wrong. That means that not only did you fail the question on this plane, but in some other universe of thought you double failed. Fucked from the word go mate, enjoy the taste.

Beyond that this week is shaping up to be just like the rest. There is school, and liquor and writing. Writing also includes playing video games for ten or more hours a night.

I have been working on my sixty-one blood elf mage a lot lately. I think I'm doing it to avoid the fifty line poem and short story I'm suposed to be composing.

I'm on some sort of quest to be a tailor and an enchanter on him, which is pretty enjoyable. Basically I kill things, steal their money and maybe their sword, then make hats and belts from the clothes they were wearing. After that I turn the clothes I made from their clothes into dust and use that dust to make the clothes I already wear super awesome. This sort of leads me to my next point: what the fuck?

With videogames people hardly think of it as a real place or time, which is good because that shit is about as fake as it gets, but it is interesting to consider the possibilities. In WoW I have slaughtered entire generations of pigmen as they tended their gardens or walked around their houses. I have killed elves and humans without mercy, hitting them with fiery rocks or freezing them and cutting them in half with ice. I have killed an incredible number of animals labled "rare" which makes me think that it may have been a federal thing and only taken their livers or hearts. I have poached gazelle, zebra, wolves, piglets and hyena. Honestly the list of atrocities continues for a long while since I've been playing for such a huge amount of time. I wonder if I will ever be forgiven for burning a village of space creatures and stealing their tribal relics for profit.

I suppose I can end on that note. More tomorrow I imagine since tonight is going to be full of murder and burnings.

Until then, oh my brothers.