I meant to have the Lady Deathwhisper strat up today, but I wanted to watch a video at home to refresh my memory (the text, it does little for me). Then…I went Christmas shopping. So uh, you get an open letter instead. Enjoy my sillyness.
Why must you disappoint me so? Here I have my boyfriend lovingly mocking me for blogging and “pretending you’re important on the internet”, and I haven’t even run into any of my readers yet. Arrens-Arrens! My nemesis!-has had people recognize him. Clearly I am the bigger, better, more famous blogger, so where the hell are all of you? WHY AREN’T YOU SAYING HELLO TO ME IN MY RANDOM PUGS?
“But Amber,” you’re probably saying, “You’re a healer. If you’re healing the heroic, you’re not terribly likely to run into any of your healer readers…”
BUT YOU’RE NOT ALL HEALERS. I know this! And I have a hunter! I’VE BEEN PUGGING ON MY HUNTER AND I AM THE ONLY JAMETHERA IN ALL OF WOW.
I expect to see you, readers! And you’d damn well better say hi!