Introspection sucks
Mar. 5th, 2004 07:26 pmIt occurs to me that I am a geek. No, no, I don't bite the heads off chickens, but I am kind of a geek-nerd-loser-dork.
It's mostly okay, though, so I'm not fishing for anything.
But here I am, on a Friday night, futzing about the internet looking for fan fiction written about a fictitious English vampire who is currently on a cancelled SciFi television show about vampires and the supernatural (albeit a good SciFi television show about vampires that is a spin-off of an excellent television show about vampires that was ground breaking and, funnily enough, featured the aforementioned English vampire) that I haven't read yet, or at least in a while.
Like I do most Friday nights.
I'm 27 years old!!! I am relatively attractive, can have a good time, and okay, yes, I am slightly (re:very) neurotic, but I like to think that adds to my charm. I live in New York Fuckin' City, for jelly shoe's sake! I'm in the City that Never Sleeps, yet I wouldn't be surprised if I was out by eleven!
So, I need to do stuff. Fun stuff. Exciting stuff. And I need help doing it, because I a) don't think I know what is considered fun and exciting these days and b) am pretty much living paycheck to paycheck, and even that is shaky. Stupid creditors are relentless, I tells ya.
So, everyone should come to New York and show me a good time! Or come to New York and we can do nothing in my apartment, but at least I will be hanging with people and not be a total hermit. I have Season's 2-5 of Buffy on DVD. I have Season 2 of QaF. I have Chance people!
Sorry. I'm just feeling rut-like these days. The highlight of my day was getting my insurance papers into HR (Whee! Starting May 1, no more paying almost $400.00 out of pocket for crappy health insurance!!!).
But I LOVE my job. And they LOVE me. And I LOVE that.
I ask a lot of questions, though, and that might annoy people. But I went to an all girls high school and studies (don't ask which studies, for I do not know, but there are studies. Oh yes, there are) have shown that girls who have a single sex education are usually a lot more outspoken in the classroom because they have a more secure learning environment when it comes to being outgoing in the classroom. It might apply to boys, too, but I don't know. I am not a boy. I don't read their studies. Anyway, in college a lot of professors knew that I was from a single sex school because I did speak up in class and they liked that. Also? How the hell am I supposed to know what I'm doing if I don't ask. I think part of the reason I had so many problems at The Crap Job (Other than my boss being Queen Bitch of Bitchonia) was that I was intimidated about asking too many questions. And when I did ask, I usually got a "You should know this by now" or a "Why don't you think!" or something to that effect.
GIA makes me happy. And I graded diamonds and assigned clarity grades today and I was five for five in my grade designation. Woo Hoo! Go me!
Now if only I could be as good at the plotting.
Random: The lab is triple secured, meaning you need to go through three doors using a pass code to get into the lab. You can't open one door until the one behind you is closed.
For ease, they call these doors "man traps".
HEEEEE!
That is all. Off to be a geek some more.
It's mostly okay, though, so I'm not fishing for anything.
But here I am, on a Friday night, futzing about the internet looking for fan fiction written about a fictitious English vampire who is currently on a cancelled SciFi television show about vampires and the supernatural (albeit a good SciFi television show about vampires that is a spin-off of an excellent television show about vampires that was ground breaking and, funnily enough, featured the aforementioned English vampire) that I haven't read yet, or at least in a while.
Like I do most Friday nights.
I'm 27 years old!!! I am relatively attractive, can have a good time, and okay, yes, I am slightly (re:very) neurotic, but I like to think that adds to my charm. I live in New York Fuckin' City, for jelly shoe's sake! I'm in the City that Never Sleeps, yet I wouldn't be surprised if I was out by eleven!
So, I need to do stuff. Fun stuff. Exciting stuff. And I need help doing it, because I a) don't think I know what is considered fun and exciting these days and b) am pretty much living paycheck to paycheck, and even that is shaky. Stupid creditors are relentless, I tells ya.
So, everyone should come to New York and show me a good time! Or come to New York and we can do nothing in my apartment, but at least I will be hanging with people and not be a total hermit. I have Season's 2-5 of Buffy on DVD. I have Season 2 of QaF. I have Chance people!
Sorry. I'm just feeling rut-like these days. The highlight of my day was getting my insurance papers into HR (Whee! Starting May 1, no more paying almost $400.00 out of pocket for crappy health insurance!!!).
But I LOVE my job. And they LOVE me. And I LOVE that.
I ask a lot of questions, though, and that might annoy people. But I went to an all girls high school and studies (don't ask which studies, for I do not know, but there are studies. Oh yes, there are) have shown that girls who have a single sex education are usually a lot more outspoken in the classroom because they have a more secure learning environment when it comes to being outgoing in the classroom. It might apply to boys, too, but I don't know. I am not a boy. I don't read their studies. Anyway, in college a lot of professors knew that I was from a single sex school because I did speak up in class and they liked that. Also? How the hell am I supposed to know what I'm doing if I don't ask. I think part of the reason I had so many problems at The Crap Job (Other than my boss being Queen Bitch of Bitchonia) was that I was intimidated about asking too many questions. And when I did ask, I usually got a "You should know this by now" or a "Why don't you think!" or something to that effect.
GIA makes me happy. And I graded diamonds and assigned clarity grades today and I was five for five in my grade designation. Woo Hoo! Go me!
Now if only I could be as good at the plotting.
Random: The lab is triple secured, meaning you need to go through three doors using a pass code to get into the lab. You can't open one door until the one behind you is closed.
For ease, they call these doors "man traps".
HEEEEE!
That is all. Off to be a geek some more.