Funnily enough, I picked a random server, faction, and class, and managed to run into peepeepoopoo and his brother within an hour of getting myself set up. Small world, even online, with a couple hundred thousand people.
Avoid One Thing - Armbands And Braids
All in all, I did jack shit that was productive. Why in hell am I so tired then?
A snippet from the best conversation I've had today so far:
"we could sell them in three sizes: "frankincense", "myrrh" and "gold""
Yep, I'll make sure to bogart the good seats in hell when I get there, no worries folks.
In other news, I am about 3000 words into nano, and too damned lazy atm to update the doodad.
Monday managed not to skirt into Wednesday so far. I take it as a good sign =).