
I’m staring at the login screen of RL (Real Life for you non-gamers out there), my login info is typed out, all I have to do is press the start button. My mind is racing with so many possibilities. This is an MMORPG where you don’t respawn, where leveling up is self defined, with a huge number of classes and a seemingly infinite number of possibilities.
I feel a little fearful as scenarios play out in my mind: What will my family think about this? My Guild? My E-Friends? What happens if I get rejected and my sense of ego gets deflated and I return to just play video games… Why not just keep playing? Atleast here my character is already level 80 and decently geared.
Let me take you back a few steps here. I am a nerd… I have been since I can remember. I was a military brat and I changed schools every school year. I was never very good at making and keeping friends because I knew I would be moving soon and I didn’t want to get attatched; but that was ok, I had found video games at an early age.
Early Days
If you take a timeline of my life you can trace back every major period of my life and parallel it with my current video game. My genre of choice? MMORPGs. Been playin’ since dem early dayz. I found EverQuest in 6th grade, installed it on my celeron processer peice of crap computer, established a dial up connect, closed out napster, and logged in for the first time and found my home. The virtual world that would be there no matter where I was… Suddenly moving didn’t seem so bad because I’d have the certainty and familiarity of this digital world. My friend list would be saved no matter how long I was logged out and all this took? $10 bucks a month! I was hooked.
Fast forward to my junior year of high school. Here I am, king of the computer classroom. I was the guild leader for 50 something would-be-World of Warcraft players from my school. These were the days of Beta when only a handful of us actually even had accounts. We met up every day in the computer classroom for lunch and discussed strategy, thought out duels, and sometimes just watched silly dance videos. You remember when they were at their height of popularity, right?
Finally I had found an identity in the real world. I had hyped up this game so much to all the other nerds and geeks that they were hooked before the game had even come out. All they saw was the enthusiasm of a few beta members and some awesome videos (Think”The Adventure of Setz and Plexx Part Duex?”) and none of us could get enough.
On release day half of us skipped school to pick up our copies of the game. My parents were out of town for a week so I invited everyone to my house so they could lan up and we could get a head start on everyone. The next four days were a total blur of Mountain Dews, kids coming in and out of my house like a revolving door (I happened to live a block away from the school), intermittant naps, and LOTS of World of Warcraft. Our guild was quickly becoming a dominant force on our server and we had a very powerful alliance with another dominant guild. Things were looking amazing for me. I had this awesome persona built around my character, my guild and my friends. I was finally feeling a (false) sense of accomplishment in life.
Rebellion Against The King Of Nerds
Eventually a few months after the game had come the guild started having some hiccups. The thing was some of the people were “Goths” irl, some were “nerds”, and others were even “preps”. This started to wear on people and caused a division in the guild. Long story short, we eventually disbanded, I quit playing and went into a depression, and my attendance and grades suffered because of it. I had my first ego crash. I had built up my ego on all these external and volatile variables that it was inevitable. Of course then I didn’t see that.
I did have a girlfriend at the time and I was getting laid on a regular basis, I had some online friends and some rl ones, so I was comfortable. Comfort is in opposition to change. If you are comfortable, why would you change? Things are ok the way they are. Then she moved to the other side of the country with her family, my best friend rl and in game stole my Sulfuron Ingots and sold them to a competing guild, effectively screwing up my chance of having the world’s first Sulfuras, Hand of Ragnaros and down I went again. A few more years of this off and on and I decided to make a change. I am no longer using a video game to satiate my needs as a human. I want to truly experience RL and I want to own at it.
That should just about catch us up here. I take a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Start.
Pressing The Start Button
The purpose of this blog is to share my experiences with other people, gamers and non-gamers, to hold myself accountable by publicly setting goals, and maybe even help others break free of the false sense of accomplishments held in video games. I want to be honest as possible with people about my experiences and I want to make some money too. Apparently RL costs more than $15 per month. I want to connect with other people and develop a sense of self that isn’t built around external sources that aren’t related to me and I have no real control over.
The start button has been pressed and I’m now logged in to RL for the first time in years.

I’m staring at the login screen of RL (Real Life for you non-gamers out there), my login info is typed out, all I have to do is press the start button. My mind is racing with so many possibilities. This is an MMORPG where you don’t respawn, where leveling up is self defined, with a huge number of classes and a seemingly infinite number of possibilities.
I feel a little fearful as scenarios play out in my mind: What will my family think about this? My Guild? My E-Friends? What happens if I get rejected and my sense of ego gets deflated and I return to just play video games… Why not just keep playing? Atleast here my character is already level 80 and decently geared.
Let me take you back a few steps here. I am a nerd… I have been since I can remember. I was a military brat and I changed schools every school year. I was never very good at making and keeping friends because I knew I would be moving soon and I didn’t want to get attatched; but that was ok, I had found video games at an early age.
Early Days
If you take a timeline of my life you can trace back every major period of my life and parallel it with my current video game. My genre of choice? MMORPGs. Been playin’ since dem early dayz. I found EverQuest in 6th grade, installed it on my celeron processer peice of crap computer, established a dial up connect, closed out napster, and logged in for the first time and found my home. The virtual world that would be there no matter where I was… Suddenly moving didn’t seem so bad because I’d have the certainty and familiarity of this digital world. My friend list would be saved no matter how long I was logged out and all this took? $10 bucks a month! I was hooked.
Fast forward to my junior year of high school. Here I am, king of the computer classroom. I was the guild leader for 50 something would-be-World of Warcraft players from my school. These were the days of Beta when only a handful of us actually even had accounts. We met up every day in the computer classroom for lunch and discussed strategy, thought out duels, and sometimes just watched silly dance videos. You remember when they were at their height of popularity, right?
Finally I had found an identity in the real world. I had hyped up this game so much to all the other nerds and geeks that they were hooked before the game had even come out. All they saw was the enthusiasm of a few beta members and some awesome videos (Think”The Adventure of Setz and Plexx Part Duex?”) and none of us could get enough.
On release day half of us skipped school to pick up our copies of the game. My parents were out of town for a week so I invited everyone to my house so they could lan up and we could get a head start on everyone. The next four days were a total blur of Mountain Dews, kids coming in and out of my house like a revolving door (I happened to live a block away from the school), intermittant naps, and LOTS of World of Warcraft. Our guild was quickly becoming a dominant force on our server and we had a very powerful alliance with another dominant guild. Things were looking amazing for me. I had this awesome persona built around my character, my guild and my friends. I was finally feeling a (false) sense of accomplishment in life.
Rebellion Against The King Of Nerds
Eventually a few months after the game had come the guild started having some hiccups. The thing was some of the people were “Goths” irl, some were “nerds”, and others were even “preps”. This started to wear on people and caused a division in the guild. Long story short, we eventually disbanded, I quit playing and went into a depression, and my attendance and grades suffered because of it. I had my first ego crash. I had built up my ego on all these external and volatile variables that it was inevitable. Of course then I didn’t see that.
I did have a girlfriend at the time and I was getting laid on a regular basis, I had some online friends and some rl ones, so I was comfortable. Comfort is in opposition to change. If you are comfortable, why would you change? Things are ok the way they are. Then she moved to the other side of the country with her family, my best friend rl and in game stole my Sulfuron Ingots and sold them to a competing guild, effectively screwing up my chance of having the world’s first Sulfuras, Hand of Ragnaros and down I went again. A few more years of this off and on and I decided to make a change. I am no longer using a video game to satiate my needs as a human. I want to truly experience RL and I want to own at it.
That should just about catch us up here. I take a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Start.
Pressing The Start Button
The purpose of this blog is to share my experiences with other people, gamers and non-gamers, to hold myself accountable by publicly setting goals, and maybe even help others break free of the false sense of accomplishments held in video games. I want to be honest as possible with people about my experiences and I want to make some money too. Apparently RL costs more than $15 per month. I want to connect with other people and develop a sense of self that isn’t built around external sources that aren’t related to me and I have no real control over.
The start button has been pressed and I’m now logged in to RL for the first time in years.