WoW Ramble

Sooo, there is drama going on with folks that I am friends with through WoW. Namely, my guild. Before anyone trots out the 'just a game', yeah, I know. These are also folks that I talk with, both in guild chat and over TeamSpeak. Anyone who has ever been a Callahanian should know by now that online friend does not equal 'not a real friend'.

So, dealing with a guild split that happened because the previous guild master felt that someone harassing a guildie (to the point of sending her nasty PMs and calling her the 'guild whore') was not as important as the fact that he could tank . . . Yeah, that.

You play nice, and you play at least civily, when you play with The Forgotten. Or you don't play with us. In our case, he got all . . . something because most of us felt that the family we'd built in the game was more important than the game. So the previous GM split, taking about 20-25 folks with him.

This wouldn't have bugged me this much if I didn't actually care about the folks involved. This guild is currenlty a major part of my social life, just because I talk with them about so much. And, other than my LJ friends-list, it's also the closest feel to alt.callahans that I've found anywhere.

On a good note, the drama seems to be blowing over. And I have several friends that really do remind me of the a.c. family that I never would've met without WoW. So, overall, more good stuff than not.

And the fact that this is currently the major drama in my life at all says very good things about where my life is right now.

Sadie

Sadie's been perking up a lot lately. At least, that's the only real way of putting it that I 've got.

About a week ago, I was spreading a comforter out on the floor so I could get worked on by warinbear. Sadie squirmed out from behind louisadkins' chair and proceeded to pounce on the blanket. She chased it, batted at it with her paws, and wriggled sideways up to me, tail wagging like mad the whole time. Warin and I spent a good 30 minutes or so playing with her like this.

This may seem like a perfectly normal thing, and for most dogs, it would be. To give folks that haven't met Sadie in person an idea: Sadie going all playful is sort of like Wal-Mart funding GLBT dances and focusing more on enviromentally friendly practices. Which, by-the-by, they've been doing. But still, you get the idea.

For the past few years that she has been a part of my life, she has been shy, easily frightened, and extremely skittish. To see her playing so freely with Warin (Warin! There's another shock, for those of you that know how he feels about dogs. He was on the floor, laughing and playing and cuddling with a dog.) was absolutely amazing. And she's been doing it ever since. She's started to come up to all three of us and demand to be petted. She'll wriggle across the floor up to Louis, all but asking out loud for him to drag the blanket on the floor. She butts her head up under our hands like the cats do.

Strangers still make her uncomfortable, and send her upstairs to hide under Warin's bed. But, at least with the three of us, she seems to be finally coming into her own.