A few things popped into my mind when I began to read this article. The first was "Five pages? Jesus Christ!". As I kept reading, the second thought emerged; "Dude, this is the most depressing sexual memoir I've ever read."
Admittedly, the first three or so pages are pretty grim, but I'm glad it finished up with a happy ending. Considering the fact that male gamers outnumber female gamers ten to one, actually managing to marry one must be some kind of achievement.
Congratulations Mr. Pitts. You just beat life...on HARD difficulty...
Still, even though I liked this article a lot, I can't really place my finger down on the moral. I can't decide between "if you're a gamer, marry a gamer" and "if you work for the Escapist, you will get laid."
[small]To beat life on INSANE difficulty, you have to marry TWO gamers, who are also supermodels.[/small]