I figure you know what this screenshot means. Yes, I'm playing FFXI now.
Y'see, Saturday was this little affair called ReccaCon, where I sorta just showed up and got a guest badge. It's not like I really did anything--I read One Piece volumes 13 through 18 or so, hung out with Greg Dean, and got a really, really old Sonic soundtrack disc.
And really, just basked in the feel of being in a tiny con and hanging out with friends. I've said this before, and I'll say it again--Recca makes me feel like I'm at Fanime ten years ago, and that's a good thing. It's homey.
But another upshot of going to ReccaCon is that Greg, Liz, PacoPaco, Hamusutaa and many other friends finally reached critical mass. There are now so many of my friends playing FFXI that I have to, too. Yes, a straw broke this camel's back.
To make myself feel better, I pre-ordered City of Heroes a few minutes before heading down to CompUSA and grabbing Final Fantasy, which means that technically, the first MMORPG I ever bought was CoH.
I feel like I joined the mafia, though--not five hours after I bought the game on Monday, I found that Greg had told one of his minions to buy me a World Pass to Phoenix. So I was already dubbed a Shirt Ninja before I ever even stuck the first CD in my computer, since I spent Monday night at the Metreon for a decidedly uninteresting PS2 launch party brightened only by hanging out with great people (no, Yuwanna Mann doesn't count).
In case you're wondering, I'm working toward being a Taru Samurai--people are calling me nutty, and they're probably right. But hey, I have every right to be weird--I'm known for it. It's why my Magic Defender on City of Heroes is named Durian, it's why I'll probably create Token Asian Superhero as a Technology Scrapper, and it's why I put up a screenshot of a dead Hamusutaa.