Psydney said:
Although one of the guildie's wives, dragged along unwillingly, had a hard time wrapping her head around the fact that half the guild members were women and one of the women (me) owned a house that didn't have crushed Cheetos on the furniture. Video games were only some stupid hobby for men, right? She made her husband quit playing shortly after that
Ugh, I really can't stand women like that. I've heard so many guys tell me they gave up some hobby they loved because their wife didn't like it. I know I wouldn't give up my hobbies so easily. Also if you married a person you should like them for who they are, not who you want them to be. Arhg.....
I've meet quite a few people I knew from the internets. My first boyfriend and I meet randomly on AOL (this was the late 90s), we dated for a time and were good friends for a long while after. I also meet the last guy I dated online through a video game message board. We dated a very long time, and while that relationship was plagued with problems, I'm still good friends with him.
Also, basically I wouldn't have my awesome group of IRL friends if I hadn't taken the chance to meet one of my online friends. I wanted to go to Katsucon one year and I mentioned it to one of my online friends and she was like come say with me. So I did. In turn at the con she wanted to meet one of her online friends. We all hit it off really well. We started going to Otakon and Katsucon as a group every year and then I started visiting them. Eventually, I moved to be near them. It was great times, there I made even friends and had a great group of people with me. Sadly, everyone had to move to find new jobs in the bad economy but I still stay in touch with everyone. Honestly, that one agreement to go to an anime con with someone I didn't know may have been one of the best choices I've ever made. The long term payout was well worth it.
That being said my preferred method of meeting people from the net today is meeting at cons. This way there is almost always something to do, and if it ends up really bad it's not that hard to politely excuse yourself to get away.