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Disclaimer: if you read my other, super super super secret blog of babble, you may notice some overlap.  I’d apologise, but that’s really not my style.

So, I did arrange a bit ago to share a room with a person of another class *shock horror* when I go to BlizzCon, being that hotel rooms are expensive and Sar is poor from spending all her money on vodka and bench top mixers (everyone has their coping mechanisms, just LEAVE ME ALONE!)


Anyway, as par for the course for anyone who isn’t a Warlock (especially for people who heal), they didn’t really follow through with the original plan* and so I got stuck having a room on my own.  Twitter followers may have noticed my fury and indignation at such a turn of events, but then I went out with some friends and took time while the one I don’t like was talking to ponder the situation.


Being on my own actually has benefits!

1.  I booked a room with 2 beds just in case the person I was going to share with decides that I am too awesome to miss out on ends up stuck for a room.  This means that I can push them both together, and have the superbed of awesomeness!  Hell yes.

2.  The superbed of awesomeness means that me, my succubus, and anyone else who is interested can have some damn crazy parties.  Rawr!

3.  I was concerned about pyjamas.  A little known fact about Warlocks is that they generally don’t wear pyjamas to bed, being that they are uncomfortable, weird, and tend to ride up in all the wrong places.  And, my only comfy jammies?  Well, my boob tends to fall out the side, which is not entirely appropriate for room shares.  But now, being that it will just me me and Domxia, I can prance around on the superbed of awesomeness however I please!  /waggle

4.  I can come back to the room in most any state and no one will complain.  However, there will also be no one to help me out if I have weird lock issues like I did last year (seriously, hotel room doors are far too complicated, OK?), which I guess is a down side.

5.  I can jump on the bed with no repercussions.

6.  There is no one to steal my Vegemite.  Always a concern when travelling, you insatiable Vegemite thieves, you!

*So, the whole thing was ‘I am willing to share, but at the same time, don’t count on it, because I might just decide to do something different.  Make a plan B and potentially screw someone else over if your plan A works out!’  So, really, I was kinda warned.  Serves me right for trusting a non-Warlock, right?

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What it takes for WHAT exactly, you may be asking?  I mean, sure, getting a ticket can be a bit scary, and the queue is also a little bad (last year, I kinda accidentally on purpose cut the queue on the first day to get in.  Evil?  Most definitely!  Smart?  Probably).  But, apart from that, what could possibly be challenging about it?

Being Sar’s roomie for 4 nights, that’s what!

I figure, so many people will be vying for the fantastic experience that is sharing a room with Sar, that I’ll need to do a Survivor style challenge to weed out the useless ones.  I deserve a roomie as awesome as myself you know!

Day One: The Vegemite Challenge.

Last time I was in the US, I discovered just how scared everyone is of Vegemite.  I mean, I don’t know WHAT people have been telling you… but seriously, it’s damned good stuff.  If you can’t agree on Vegemite’s awesomeness, then there is no room in my room for you!


Breakfast of champions!

Day Two: The Accent Challenge

Can you handle four days of almost non-relentless subjection to a bogan Aussie accent?  The harsh, whiny tones of the Australian female are, to my ears, NORMAL, but judging off the reactions of the rest of the world when I travel… perhaps I sound a little weird.

The first person to correctly master the pronunciation of the Australian and our vocab wins!  Any imitation of Steve Irwin or Paul Hogan results in instant disqualification – I might say tomato differently to you guys, but I do NOT sound like that!

P.S. – No laughing at my use of the words ‘thongs’, ‘bugger’, ‘wanker’, or ‘footpath’.

Day Three: The Hair Holder

I am, quite frankly, utterly useless.  As my room mate, I’ll be depending on you to

1.  be willing to hold my hair back in the case that it is required.  You never know, these blogger types are all crazy alcoholics or something and keep trying to corrupt me!  Face washing is a bonus!

2. find my stuff whenever I lose it (this happens often).  Usually, before leaving the house, I manage to lose my glasses, my sunglasses, my keys, my phone, my handbag, my shoes, my hairband, my glasses again… you get the point!  Skill at finding stuff will be determined by scavenger hunt!

3. tolerate my messiness.  When I travel, I tend to have bag explosions.  Forewarned is forearmed, right?

Day Four: The Walking Challenge

I like to walk.  A lot.  And I generally prefer to have company on my strolls.  So, be ready to walk lots (like, seriously, 10 kilometre strolls are not very out of the ordinary for me)!  However, you may luck out, as I could have sore tootsies from the con.  But, just in case, you will all be required to walk 15km in 3 hours.  Easy peasy (I walk it in about 2 and a half hours).  No breaks!

See, not that hard, right?  I have the Vegemite out and waiting!

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