You? Again? Don't you have a life?

No. No I do not.

However, given that any other blog I touch turns into a distressing place that might put the "emo" in "Pokemon" (or a word that doesn't have an e, m, or o in it), I think I need somewhere to post... things the world (or some small chunk of it) might find interesting. Hopefully, I will manage to both post regularly about the little things that make up existence. In a perfect world, these things might be witty.

To start, I'm currently an 18 year, 311 days old person (but nobody really counts, right?). I'm female, and will be entering sophomore year at the Wonderful World Of Wellesley. I live in Boston, MA and Brooklyn, NY. I do like piña coladas, and don't usually object to getting caught in the rain. However, I have no particular desire for long walks on beaches or World Peace. My sign? Warning. Slippery When Wet. I am semi-employed as a full time student, with the normal pick-up jobs for full-time students (I work at the gym's front desk. I tutor. I pick up odd jobs for family friends and so on).

I am a nerd, geek, and overachiever. I play World of Warcraft (FOR THE HORDE... even if blood elves are the gayest thing since rainbow sprinkles). I plan a Math Major and Physics Minor (the two most "pure"--meaning abstract--fields of study in the physical/natural sciences). I color-code my notebooks with my schedule, based on subject. I laugh at the nerdy xkcd comics. I've ruined sex by making a Stargate SG1 reference. I (and every other girl in my age group) had my first wet dream involve Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I saw Iron Man three times, and explained that I had a crush on Tony Stark. Not Robert Downey Junior. Tony Fucking Stark. In terms of geeky females, all I need to do is hit up Comicon or Blizzcon to really cement my status.

I feel some need to defend myself. While I might be blogging at 2:30 AM, I am not really that bad. I sang alto in my High School Choir (alright.. probably not the best way to escape any stereotypes I've created). I've been dancing since I was three, and skiing since I was 5, and swimming before I can even remember. I hike, and while I can't really do anything by the way of team-sports, I'm not entirely hopeless.

There are the standard boring things. I listen to music (ranging from cello-metal-rock to showtunes to hiphop, skipping entirely over most classical, pop, jazz, rap, and country). I enjoy movies, although I can't say I have a real favorite. It depends on my mood. I can't fix, or even understand, my laptop. I don't really enjoy following most sports, the three exceptions being Hockey (Rangers), and World Cup Football (soccer) and Rugby. Perhaps because these sports don't stop as much, leaving me less time to get bored. I am painfully indecisive. I am a reasonably good Hearts player.

Once, I was described as follows: I have three layers (like Neopolitan Ice Cream). The first, outermost layer, is bright to the point of being a know-it-all. Intelligent, quick, ambitious, and a little bit cold. Not necessarily unfriendly, but remote. The second layer is a deceptive air of sweetness. The sort of thing that comes up in chick flicks where the snarky bitter bitch-chick is really a nice, sensitive woman-child who has just been misunderstood or jaded by some bad past experiences. Then you get under that, and the spiny bitch will start making cameo appearances again. Admittedly, I like this description. I enjoy the idea that I'm not entirely a wonderful person. That I've got a nasty bitch, and the fact I display it is really a sign that I like you enough to drop all the pretenses that I'm sugary sweet all the time.

The formalities of first-post, thankfully, are now mostly handled. First posts always feel like first blind dates. You don't know anything about this person. Maybe you like them. Maybe you hate them. Maybe you're just desperate enough for something that you sit through a movie, thinking whatever happens after, this is so not worth stale popcorn and flat soda. Who knows. I'll aim for something smart to happen later.

Today's Wisdom: The Knights See A Mighty Quarry. The Dragon Sees Breakfast, Lunch, And Dinner.

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