I was playing World of Warcraft tonight with my Alliance Guild. We had a good night of questing, and even picked up a few novel and interesting quests, like the one where you have to tame the big dinosaurs and bring them back to the wacky gnome at his hut. We had one left to do in the series, and it was one of those infernal “get x larynxes from y type of scorpion (NOT z type of scorpion), and the drops were like one in 10. So I started on this somewhat cynical lament, sort of like Eyore tagging along on some adventure or another with Winnie the Pooh and complaining all the while. At one point I said, “They are just trying to keep us busy so we keep paying the subscription fee.” At another point I posited, “If Blizzard told us to jump in a lake, would we do it?” And my friend said, “If the rewards were enough.” And as I was getting progressively more de-motivated, I finally said: “Sometimes I feel like I’m playing this game, but sometimes I feel like the game is playing me.”
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