So, some guilds is done reached Level 25 now. Yay them. One bugger even bragged about blowin' several hundred thousand gold payin' folks ta run dungeons overs and overs and overs so's his guild could ding 25 before anyone else on the realm and get the cheevement. What do this mean ta me (and what should it mean ta you)? Not. One. Glubbernuggin'. Thing.
Let's look at the Free Radicals, where the Warrior With No Name and his friends get tagethers every Thursday ta kill some monsters, kill a glass of wine or Diet Coke or two, and talk smack about Stayappa when he goes afk.
It ain't a race, you buggers. Lettin' yerself feel like it be just sets ya up fer feelin' like yer losin'. Find yer funs, whichevers they is, and let the levels take care of theyselves.