Three weeks since my last post?! Lordy!
Well, unfortunately for you, I, Targeter, lord and master of all things agent-like ... well, smuggler-like ... well, lord and master is a bit of a reach, really ... actually, more like lounger and hanger-on of some thing pertaining to the agent/smuggler style of play ... am not dead.
What I am is working a new job. Promotion, to be exact. So bully for me.
Whilst I perform my new duties, I shall be rather busy and whatnot. Forgive my lapse in posting. Or don't. Either way, I've got something planned for this week entitled "Why SWTOR Makes Me Happy"; a post celebrating the casual-friendliness of TOR and why it's so damned great.
Eh, it'll probably devolve into a Red Stripe fueled rant by the end. C'mon, you guys know me.
Also! Shame on you all! Thirty-four years on this green Earth and nary a one of you ever told me how great Red Stripe is! Unforgiveable.
Anyways, that's all for now. And noooooo, this post isn't beer-fueled. Well, mostly. Well, look, it's been a hard week ok? You deal your way, I'll deal mine. K?
Fly straight, shoot blah, something something Empire.