The shameful-ised autistic identity that the curebies wish to push upon us. Why?

I have two things to tell you before we begin. One, this essay will contain repeated and very precision-intended uses of a derisive word for dark-skinned Americans that they themselves often use to deride other dark-skinned Americans who behave in a manner that they find objectionable. Two, this is necessary for making the point that I ended up circling around in this essay. If you do not like it, the door is in that direction. *makes a pointing motion*

World Of Warcraft is having another Patch Day. In other words, bend over!

I have mentioned it before, but like a lot of obsessive rejects with nothing better to do, I play World Of Warcraft a lot. And a pretty world-changing event, at least within the scope of the game, occurred a couple of days ago now. Yes, it was expansion-patch day.

More about building the guild.

So yes, I managed to fill out about 2600 or more words about my dealings in a computer game that I do not think a whole lot of for various reasons. And now I am going to fill out some more. Do not worry, I am not going to go as much into why I dislike the game or why I bother to play it this time. I am simply going to offer a few reflections concerning what has changed since I last wrote.

Guild-building in World Of Warcraft

So I did what I have been speculating to myself about for some time, and started a new guild of my own on World Of Warcraft. The act of starting the guild, in itself, was quite a learning experience. Whilst it has changed over time, the present system with founding new guilds involves getting a charter, getting five signatures from unique players, and then turning it in to an NPC who basically hands you the keys to your new guild. So whilst I have my own guild that I am very slowly building up to what I want, I am also very slowly and staggeringly learning the ins and outs of running the damned thing.