My time as a part of the Destructoid community has been phenomenal. Every aspect of this website -- a fucking website! -- is ingrained in my very being, so much so that I can no longer function without it.
I can't remember anymore when I finally took the plunge and clicked the "create profile" button to bring to life the Destructoid user known as mrandydixon, but I can tell you that my first blog went live a year ago this month, and--hey, wait a minute! That means it's my birthday, too!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MRANDYDIXON!!!
"But wait!" you exclaim with much gusto. "The first blogI see in your profile is from April, not March! LIAR!"
"That's because I deleted my true first blog." I reply with the cockiness of a zillion cigarette-smoking boners. "Deal with it."
In all seriousness, Destructoid has brought an unfathomable level of satisfaction to my life since the warm welcome I received with that very first blog. It long-ago evolved from a website that brings me my gaming news into an integral party of my every-day life, both on and off the web.
I have plenty of "real-life" friends, but few do I know as well as some of my fellow Dtoiders. Whether you're a fellow Friday Night Fighter or just a front pager with whom I've shared some witty repartee, you've all made an incredibly positive impression on my life, and for that, I will forever be thankful.
But wait, there's more! It's also missalicedixon's first birthday in just two weeks, and you haven't seen her in MONTHS! What kind of a father am I, anyway?
How do I remedy this? Oh, I know! Have some randomly-selected photos from my phone!
I know, right?
I have a Facebook profile, but I can't remember the last time I used it; the fact that I'd rather share my daughter with my fellow Dtoiders than with the people I know in "real life" speaks droves to the level of love and appreciation I have for Destructoid and its community.