So this would be my first blog post. If theres anything I learned in life, it's that if someone at Dtoid tells you to blog something, you punch your girlfriend in the face, tell her you get off your cock, then write the fucking blog.

Then you tell her to get back on and shut up.

So get this.. Two weeks ago, my poor 60GB PS3 had a problem. I had posted in the comments of Dale's article about 2.00 fucking up PS3s. So I had to send it to Sony and miss out on playing GH3, CoD4, Assassin's Creed and Uncharted.. so if that's not enough to make me kill myself I don't know what is.. So I sent it to Sony's house last Monday (1 week ago). I received it today and was really surprised at how fast the service was. I hook everything up and I'm super fucking eager to pop in Guitar Hero and start rocking out. But first let me restore all my backed up save files, pictures and music on my new PS3 right? WRONG..fuck...Somehow, in a mysterious world where Nintendogs sells as much as it does, my PS3 ended up not coming back with a 60 GB hard drive... My 60GB PS3 (chrome trim and everything) has a 20 GB hard disk inside. I wasn't too thrilled about this as you can imagine. I'd just gone through a lot of trouble to find the time to send in my PS3 and stuff. I work as a full time tester so I'm technically competent so I'm not just freaking out over nothing. So I get it back and have to send it in again? Come on..

I had called Sony for the third time in 2 weeks to basically have a whole conversation with some guy to get my point across. My point, being: double you tee eff. But it just so happened that no reps were available so I go to the next best organization that would solve my problems. Destructoid. Dee-Fucking-Struk-Toid.

What do you guys think?


Oh and by the way, if you guys don't give Workman the fucking warmest happy birthday that even a Filipino hooker with syphilis couldn't give, I'll be really sad. That guy fucking rocks.