I love tanking because I have the illusion of controlling the circumstances of the raid's success. However, after an exhaustive day of volunteering at a senior center on Delancey St., a haircut, buying canvases for the wedding, and jabbing away at a bag for an hour and half, I got a little woozy during the raid. I gotta take care of myself more with this new founded drive to box so I'll be prepared with snacks.
Wow, it's snowing in April. Big flakes, little flurry.
So I was definitely woozy during the two boss fights. Our warrior tank was struggling with the drakes in Sarth 3D 25 man but I was proud that he eventually got the hang of it. We're a hard crowd to please.
