Luckiest Man Alive part 2

I was up at 5am for the second time in two days for no real reason.  I haven’t been sleeping well.  I don’t know if I have another problem or if its just because I broke my fan and am not used to sleeping without a breeze blowing on my head.  Either way, I am tired, very tired, but can’t seem to sleep more than 2 or 3 hours at a shot.  Kind of annoying.

My soul has definitely been sucked back into playing World of Warcraft.  Logging in quite a few hours every day but not really doing much.  The same routine I was in before I quit.  Had a funny, cool, amazing thing happen yesterday…  A Tauren guy, which I didn’t know, comes up to me and asks me if I had 10k or more gold on Pugno, my highest level character.  I responded no, I have less than 5k actually (the truth).  He then proceeds to hand me 150,000 gold, saying he is quitting WoW and I looked needy.  I was shocked.  I quickly friended him, just in case he was coming back and wanted his money back.  But he gave me the gold, logged out, and deleted the character all in about 20seconds.  It was a weird but way cool thing for him to do.

So, I took the money and spend 50k on the Vial of the Sands which lets you turn into a dragon that can carry someone else.  And 20k on a Mammoth which has a trader and a repair guy riding on it.  The remaining 80k is being saved for I don’t know what yet.  Those 2 items I swore if I ever had the money, I would get and since I had the gold, I did it.

I’m still a little on the sick side.  Still got a bit of a cough, and my throat is still sore and my voice is all wonky because of the sore throat.   I am sure it’s going away.  But yuck , this has been well hell of a cold.  The Zpack knocked most of the nastiness away, but the aforementioned issues still exist.

My mood is all over the place.  Gotta love being bipolar and having Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD).  When I am just sitting around doing much of nothing I get horribly depressed.  When I get lonely, which I do here in the house with just the dogs, I get horribly depressed.  But Teresa has this knack of being able to pull me out of the funk.  When we play games together or work on the puzzle together or just sit and talk… I feel better.  Then it cycles back down when she leaves again.  If she were ever to leave permanently (which won’t ever happen) I probably wouldn’t survive the first Fall.  Really, Teresa keeps me going thru these months.

Didn’t play D&D at all last week cuz I was still sick.  Still haven’t finished the story arc for the low level campaign, things are just hanging there.  But in the high level campaign, we stopped at a good stopping point.  It’s just I want to run the games, and my players want to play, just things keep happening to keep that for coming to fruition.  Hopefully, next week we will play again.  I have til Wednesday to get my voice back to full strength.

Thanksgivingfest is 3 weeks away.  It has been determined that I am driving down to Bruce and Cori’s.  I do not know if it will be Friday night or early Saturday morning.  That is to be determined still.  I don’t want to drive that far on my own, but gotta do what I gotta do.  Simple as that.

Teresa still hasn’t asked for the Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of the week between Thanksgivingfest and Thanksgiving.  She says it doesn’t matter if she asks now or 2 weeks from now.  I think she is wrong and that giving her boss the heads up in advance would be better all around.  Ah well, its Teresa’s schedule, let her handle it the way she wants I guess.

I am very much looking forward to Thanksgivingfest.  This tradition dates back like 25 years (more?)  It started after I left Ball State and before the Gang collectively graduated or didn’t graduate.  Getting as much of the Gang back together as we can every year is special and being part of the Gang, even though I was only in their lives for a semester, is pretty damn cool.  This group of people is family to me.  I’m lucky to have them as friends.

I start anticipating Thanksgivingfest in June.  (although when I used to fly there, I bought my tickets as early as February) I start asking about the invites in August, usually get them in September.  It’s a shame that there so few people who can  really  host all of us.  Bruce and Cori,  Sam and Shel, Jon, and April.  I don’t think I missed anyone.  Our house is big enough to host, but no one wants to come to Iowa to have Thanksgivingfest, I really can’t see why.

Thanksgivingfest/Thanksgiving gets me out of my funk for a week and a half our so.  So beyond having great food, being with great people, and having lots of fun.   I also get a break from the glum.  So, damn straight, I am gonna make both events.

Bobby Pickett was one weird dude.

Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 50 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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