Hello!

If you can see this you're one of my first viewers so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matt, though this blog is named after my World of Warcraft Character, Blindreaper. I also play a druid and will randomly rant about them from time to time, but that's beside the point.
I have been playing World of Warcraft for about 4 years now, since about 2 months after vanilla was released and my main has been my warlock for the duration of my wow career, save for about 6 months starting at the beginning of Wrath of the Lich King when I became fascinated with druids for a time. At the beginning of Wrath, I considered my warlock my alt but still kept him decently up to snuff, albeit I couldn't get him into Ulduar so I settled for Naxx runs and random other instances to satisfy myself when I wanted a change of pace from my druid. About a month and a half before patch 3.2 came out, I was approached by the officers in my guild and asked if I would play my warlock. I thought to myself, "Are you fucking kidding me? I never thought I'd raid on my warlock again! *wicked grin*" So I agreed to play my warlock but warned them that I would basically need to be thrown gear every night because I was stuck with random shit that was a tier behind the rest of the guild. Nonetheless I sucked up doing terrible dps while I gathered gear to match my counterparts. Although I still need work, I'm quickly catching up to the rest of the guild. And now here I am writing about it. What a strange, long trip it's been. *Sigh*