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Frustration on top of frustration on top of frustration.
There I was, standing peacefully at the Dal AH, when these two people ran in and started spamming. Each did one /emote, the same one, over and over at each other. I told them to stop or I'd report them for spamming. One called me a grumpy old fart before they both ran off.
A while back, someone gave me some recommendations for good RPers, so I friended them and kept my eyes open for them. Today I spotted one in SMC! Joy! So I hurried there and wandered the city until I found him. The person was already RPing, so I hung back a little to watch for a moment. Hmm, nothing but one sentence posts, often in /say. Well, maybe with someone posting longer at them, he might post longer? So I approached and posted at him. The other person he had been RPing with ran off while I was typing. Once I finished, he posted watching her leaving, then said "Looks like I need a new piece of ass. You DTF?". I didn't OOCly know what DTF stood for, and Thistle sure as heck wouldn't know ICly, so I had him ask. Down To Fuck. Sigh. First off, how IC is the acronym "DTF"? Not at all, in my mind. Secondly... this is a good RPer? Asking a complete stranger if he wants to fuck, then ignoring my posts when Thistle got huffy over the question? (Seriously, he didn't respond to a post of mine again after that!) Sigh.
Then I decided I should watch a movie. Or, well, I guess it was before the RP thing, but same difference. I don't know why I suddenly felt like I should watch one, but I did. So I tried out The Grey. Rarely have I watched a movie that annoyed the hell out of me from the very first moments, but this one did. I actually made it through the first twenty minutes of it (I think hatred was the only thing that kept me going). I hated every single character, from minor to main. The minor characters were the worst though, every time one of them opened their mouth, I hated them more. Then the main character killed a wolf. Why? Were wolves a threat to the oil fields? The diet of wolves is 100% humans, so I understand why he wanted to kill it. Then, as the poor wolf was on the snow dying, he crouched there, gun in hand, and put his hand on the wolf's chest, feeling as it died. No, mister, don't bother putting it out of its misery with a shot to the head, please feel free to let its last moments be in pain and fear! I really should have turned the darned movie off sooner.
And, since I'm already going backwards in time, this morning I heard a news story that pissed me off. Mitt Romney strapped his Irish setter to the roof of his car during a family road trip. The dog was in a kennel, yeah, but he drove from the US to Canada with it on the roof of his car! Why isn't this a bigger story? Who in the world would consider voting for someone who could be so cruel to animals?
And the night ended on a down note. We hit up AQ to try to get some mounts for folks. The four of them had dropped so easily for me! I swear, it didn't take more than a half-hour of resetting the first few trash mobs when I went, but tonight was a different story. Even with the higher level cap, 4 85s can't clear AQ40. (Or at least us four couldn't.) It was supposed to be an outing to cheer folks up, but instead it did the opposite.
The one good thing is that I'm off work tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. I'm trying very hard to concentrate on the positive, to notice and note good things when they happen (this LJ post aside...), because it feels like I could easily slip back depressed again. I can feel it lurking. There will be no more of that, thank you very much brain! Positive thoughts! Be happy!
Edit: Watching The Walking Dead right before bedtime is a bad idea, but I can never resist!
There I was, standing peacefully at the Dal AH, when these two people ran in and started spamming. Each did one /emote, the same one, over and over at each other. I told them to stop or I'd report them for spamming. One called me a grumpy old fart before they both ran off.
A while back, someone gave me some recommendations for good RPers, so I friended them and kept my eyes open for them. Today I spotted one in SMC! Joy! So I hurried there and wandered the city until I found him. The person was already RPing, so I hung back a little to watch for a moment. Hmm, nothing but one sentence posts, often in /say. Well, maybe with someone posting longer at them, he might post longer? So I approached and posted at him. The other person he had been RPing with ran off while I was typing. Once I finished, he posted watching her leaving, then said "Looks like I need a new piece of ass. You DTF?". I didn't OOCly know what DTF stood for, and Thistle sure as heck wouldn't know ICly, so I had him ask. Down To Fuck. Sigh. First off, how IC is the acronym "DTF"? Not at all, in my mind. Secondly... this is a good RPer? Asking a complete stranger if he wants to fuck, then ignoring my posts when Thistle got huffy over the question? (Seriously, he didn't respond to a post of mine again after that!) Sigh.
Then I decided I should watch a movie. Or, well, I guess it was before the RP thing, but same difference. I don't know why I suddenly felt like I should watch one, but I did. So I tried out The Grey. Rarely have I watched a movie that annoyed the hell out of me from the very first moments, but this one did. I actually made it through the first twenty minutes of it (I think hatred was the only thing that kept me going). I hated every single character, from minor to main. The minor characters were the worst though, every time one of them opened their mouth, I hated them more. Then the main character killed a wolf. Why? Were wolves a threat to the oil fields? The diet of wolves is 100% humans, so I understand why he wanted to kill it. Then, as the poor wolf was on the snow dying, he crouched there, gun in hand, and put his hand on the wolf's chest, feeling as it died. No, mister, don't bother putting it out of its misery with a shot to the head, please feel free to let its last moments be in pain and fear! I really should have turned the darned movie off sooner.
And, since I'm already going backwards in time, this morning I heard a news story that pissed me off. Mitt Romney strapped his Irish setter to the roof of his car during a family road trip. The dog was in a kennel, yeah, but he drove from the US to Canada with it on the roof of his car! Why isn't this a bigger story? Who in the world would consider voting for someone who could be so cruel to animals?
And the night ended on a down note. We hit up AQ to try to get some mounts for folks. The four of them had dropped so easily for me! I swear, it didn't take more than a half-hour of resetting the first few trash mobs when I went, but tonight was a different story. Even with the higher level cap, 4 85s can't clear AQ40. (Or at least us four couldn't.) It was supposed to be an outing to cheer folks up, but instead it did the opposite.
The one good thing is that I'm off work tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. I'm trying very hard to concentrate on the positive, to notice and note good things when they happen (this LJ post aside...), because it feels like I could easily slip back depressed again. I can feel it lurking. There will be no more of that, thank you very much brain! Positive thoughts! Be happy!
Edit: Watching The Walking Dead right before bedtime is a bad idea, but I can never resist!
