So last night I bravely ventured into the daily heroic (ToC) with some of my delightful guildies.  I’d been away for a week on school camp (and my goodness do I wish I could have blogged while I was away, because there were some mighty interesting stories to be told), and so I was fairly tired, suffering from a marginal case of sun stroke, and all in all just was not in a great way.

To be honest, I would have preferred to tank.  Tanking is pretty mindless – all I need to do is beat upon things and they beat upon me in return.  Healing?  Well, then I need to watch things.  Usually a pretty simple task, but last night I was having a hell of a time doing so.  I was so tired that I couldn’t even read how much my heals were going off for, couldn’t see when people were getting aggro until they were dead… it was just all round hideous healing.

On the first boss we wiped twice.  Both times were entirely my fault.  Standing in whirlwinds is bad, people!  Sad thing is I didn’t really notice where I was standing.  Sigh.

I managed to die again on the second boss.  Ran back in before everyone wiped though – phew!

And, of course, I died right at the end of the third boss.  Just didn’t heal myself for some stupid reason.

It really was one of those nights where I was walking around in a total zombie like mess.  One should not be trusted to heal when they are in such a state.  And one should most definitely not volunteer to do so.  Blah.