Short of it: Dustin taught me how not to take myself so seriously and how to enjoy life a little more. He makes me laugh, he makes me think and sometimes he makes me crazy. Wanna know more?
Dustin was one of the first people I met in Tallahassee and I liked him immediately. Of course, I already liked him before I met him, having spoken to him and several other people in a freenet newsgroup called the Cafe. (The Cafe in and of itself should probably have a spot in this vortex somewhere...but, we'll see what happens) Before I met Dustin in person, I thought of him as this faceless prolific poet, with a big heart and a quick-wit that won me over immediately. I could talk to him for hours and never spend more than one minute in between laughs.
The first day I met Dustin in person, he came to pick me up in his car (the Llama, held together at that point by years of dirt, duct tape and some string), for my first party meeting onliners. The people in the Cafe amazed me with their intelligence and they cracked me up with their humor....but I was still REALLY nervous about meeting them in person, and even more nervous about meeting Dustin.
It turned out the nervousness was for naught. Dustin and I hit it off immediately. To this day I still think of him as my brother. He is one of the first people I turn to when I need either a good laugh or a shoulder and I know he doesn't hesitate to turn to me for the same. Dustin helped me to learn a lot about myself. We had a lot of ups and downs during our time together in Tallahassee...both of us struggling to find our identities and where we fit in....and we sometimes drifted out of each others lives for a bit, but never for long. I can always count on Dustin to listen to me ramble and to smack me once in a while when I need it.