Da drinkin' options in Shattrath were not very impressive. I can't drink Black Coffee even if I wanted to! I still had some Snowplum Brandy in my bags, so that got drank, and den Danuta (oh, I love dat tree!) made us some Captain Rumsey's Lager. Da band was going to start soon, and I got up and danced behind da drum kit. We decided ta finish da trip in Dalaran. Dere was just one problem -- no mages who could port us dere. Lolala da warlock came to da rescue though! She summoned all of us to da Filthy Animal, where I had a Cup of Frog Venom Brew, and a Flask of Bitter Cactus Cider, and finally, some Lord of Frost's Private Brew. And if you're keeping track, dat was 25 different drinks, and I got It's Happy Hour Somewhere. After dat, we headed up to da Purple Parlor for a nice picture. Ta all da great guildies, t'ank you so much for a great time!!!



Lisa Poisso as Prupher

I thought I'd be level 10 by now -- but alas, completism and correctness set in before I could even get out of the starting area. Must ... stop ... editing! It took me all night to make my way through Thunder Bluff and on to Silvermoon City in preparation for questing there. Shouldn't I grab these flight points before I get too far away? Whoa, I should train this. What's in the bank? (I don't know; I don't have access.) Oh wait, I can't hold that; I still only have one bag. I could pick a few herbs real quick to sell to my ba -- oh wait, I need to log out and make a banker. There. Back to Prupher. Now I'll just send these over -- argh, I don't have 30 copper for postage! Let me run down and kill something real quick ... Then again, shouldn't I be moving to Silvermoon to do all this? OK, I'll just take the zep to UC -- but oh wait, look, there's an herb over there ...

Perhaps this week, this silly tauren will finally be "ready" to play.

Robin Torres as Roblinator

Note: Cataclysm spoilers ahead. Proceed at your own risk.

So, here's the deal. I was the boss. I was movin' up. I had a nice house, a boyfriend and, much more importantly, a personal assistant. I worked hard and it was paying off. I thought.

Here's the problem with my people. As you move up, you get sycophants. "That's a problem?" you may ask. Yes, yes it is. Sycophants suck up. They say what you want to hear. They rarely give any really good advice. It's all "You're going to be Trade Princess!" and "I'll be loyal to you forever!" But at the first sign of trouble, it's "I can't talk to you." and "Roblinator who?"

A volcano erupts which was totally not my fault -- all rumors to the contrary -- and the next thing I know, I'm handing over all of my worldly possessions (and some that weren't mine) to the Trade Prince just to not become a lava statue. Not that everything is bad now. I may not have a boyfriend or a personal assistant, but I am buds with Thrall. I mean, who can say that? (I don't really want to know.)

Anyway, I'm coming to a point here. I need people to advise me that aren't always trying to blow smoke up my All-in-1-der belt. And, since I'm broke, I need them to work for free. I hear that you are those people. I'm not agreeing to follow all of your advice, but I am soliciting it nonetheless. I'll make my own decisions accordingly. So, show up tonight, Goblin.tv, at 11 p.m. promptly. I don't tolerate lateness in my employees -- even the ones who work for free.

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