Earth shattering revelations

After visiting with David for a bit today, I discovered, to my shock and amazement, that he is now playing World of Warcraft. It seems right after I quit, everyone started playing again.

When he told me this, a flicker of temptation alighted my dark, cavernous ribcage, but was quickly smothered by a now almost immediate reflex, my mind rattling off all the reasons why I shouldn't pick it up yet again.

In all reality, I miss the social aspect of the game, which is somewhat frightening and incredibly ironic. I missed out on Kim and Troy's haiku battles, and I would admit, running around Azeroth with David, Kim and Troy would be fun.

But - even as I'm writing this, the reflex activates! - there is so many things to do. After watching my sister perform at the ward acoustic night, I am inspired to pick up the guitar and start playing again, which, sadly, its frets have picked up quite a bit of dust. I also want to teach myself a little piano, and buy a harmonica for a little spare time harmonicizing. We also went to Borders today and bought a book on Pilates and Yoga, and exercising to do these poses will take daily practice and dedication. My tea tin is running dangerously low on rooibos key lime tea, and those things don't come cheap at all. I'm planning, running and tweaking my specialized and modified Dungeons and Dragons campaign. And, of course, there is the ever growing pile of books, and my promise to myself to learn PHP, CSS, and other programming languages in my spare time, and the tide of homework that threatens to engulf me. On top of this, throw on work and planning a wedding, and it really is impossible to squeeze WoW into this already overburdened equation.

They say the best way to beat an addiction is to fill up your time with other good things. Here's to hoping that the saying is true.