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Pure Geek 47 % Nerd, 56% Geek, 47% Dork

For The Record: A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia. A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one. A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions. You scored better than half in Geek, earning you the title of: Pure Geek. It's not that you're a school junkie, like the nerd, and you don't really stand out in a crowd, like the dork, you just have some interests that aren't quite mainstream. Perhaps it's anime, perhaps it's computers, perhaps it's bottlecaps, perhaps it's all of those and more. Your interests take you to events and gatherings that are filled with people you find unusual and beyond-the-pale, but you don't quite consider yourself "of that crowd." Instead, you consider yourself to be fairly normal. Which, you are. Congratulations! You're the one on the RIGHT!

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 31% on nerdiness You scored higher than 85% on geekosity You scored higher than 82% on dork points

Hmmm.....

You want everything in a man at the same time! Masculine, built like a Greek god, exotic and mysterious and even some bad-ass in there too. I think you would really like Freddy Ljungberg, the Swedish soccer player. He's the guy on the right. But let's face it, the whole point of this was to look at a bunch of hot guys. If you liked what you saw, please rate my test!

Exotic bad-ass You scored 80% masculine, 64% athletic, 63% exotic, and 43% refined!

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

	You scored higher than 94% on masculine
	You scored higher than 49% on athletic
	You scored higher than 84% on exotic
	You scored higher than 37% on refined

Rockets...

Well, it's been exactly a week since I last posted. Getting lax in my duties. Pete finished work on Wednesday. Came here yesterday. He's done for the season now, so I don't know what's going on. Guess he'll likely get himself a job.
Well, we went to Houston's again last night. It was Pete, Michelle, and I to begin with, because Paul had a hockey game, which he apparently lost. It was pretty dead in there because ACC was having a social for one of the sports teams at the Roadhouse, which was fine with me, because that meant we could get a table. I was playing pretty good, but Pete lost interest in pool after only a couple of games. Caused us to lose. I was pretty miffed.
After we'd been there for a while, short dude Daniel or whatever his name is showed up. Convinced him to play with us. Pete got tired of us pool players and wandered off to a friend of his and spent the rest of the night away from us. Soon as Daniel showed, I started playing terribly. He's most certainly not a good luck person for me. He's pretty decent at pool though, so I guess I've got a partner if I ever need one and he's at the bar.
Well, at around 2 we decided to head home... I wandered away from Pete to say bye to Daniel, who was at the balcony at the time. Possibly may see him next week, if he has money, as he said. When I got back, Pete was not pleased. Apparently I'm not allowed to talk to guys anymore. I think this was mostly just cuz Pete was drunk, and when he's drunk, he's unreasonably jealous of everything.
When we got home, he broke the door right off the door frame accidentally. Then he proceeded to pick a fight with me. According to him, I'm going to be just like my mother. I'm also going to cheat on him with pretty much every single one of my guy friends, also many strangers, and quite possibly even have someone else's kid, because it's in my blood, and because I'm female. You can imagine how pleased I was with him. Well, he just finished his movie, so he'll be coming in here right away, so I may as well finish this off. I'd be in a little trouble if he ever read my blog, I'm thinking.

morning...

Well, it's 3:19 AM, and we just got back from the bar a few minutes ago. It was quite an interesting night. Seeing as I was driving, I only spent a few dollars. I was doing terribly at pool, so I only played like 5 games. Jared was there. Yes, Jared from my very early posts. He was drinking, after two months of no alcohol. I just realized I have his smokes. Oops. Sweet, anyone want half a pack of Player's Light?
I was actually out on the dance floor for once. Did some dirty dancing with a hot guy from here in town. Daniel I think his name was... He's a cook at the Double Decker. He tried so very hard to get my number. He's about the same height as me too... Maybe two inches taller than me, if that. With my heels on, I was actually taller than him! Totally worth looking at, if you ask me... Even if I'm normally attracted to the taller guys.
Anyways, on with the story. So where was I? Ah, yes. Jared. Well, I talked to him a few times throughout the night, and his friends found me pretty hot... At the end, when they'd turned off the music and turned on the lights, I went and talked to him, asked if he was getting laid tonight, then made fun of him for not being successful. Ya know, he kissed me so many times... It's funny. When he's drunk, he has a bad habit of kissing me on the top of my head, or, when he's feeling brave, on the cheek. Tonight was no exception. He kept trying to get me to his friend's place with him, because a few of them were gonna keep drinking. If I were single...
One thing he always asks me when he's drunk is if I want it. For that matter, his brother does the same... Man, he was real touchy-feely tonight. Kept his arm around me most of the time I was talking to him. When we were waiting for our jackets, he kept grabbing my ass... Then tried to get me to grab him... All I said was nice try. Yet another reason to wish I were single... But no. It's nice to have the security of a bf too. Some black guy tried to get me to give him and his friend a ride home... Outside, when I was warming my car up to leave, Jared and his pals came up and were talking with me... Jared scared poor Paul, made him think that he wanted to fight. It was pretty funny. I feel kinda bad for ending up with his smokes, not that he needs them, but I have absolutely no use for them. Oh well. Bargaining chips, I suppose.
Anyways, I'm drifting off here, so I guess I should go to bed. Tonight is going to be hard to be miserable, though. So... Deprived... If I weren't going to be seeing Pete tomorrow, I would have quite possibly taken Jared up on his offer... It's that bad. I was even considering it briefly. Anyways. I'm going to bed. I've spent so much time staring off into space... It's like 3:55 now!

Flushed Away

Well, I went to the movie. Word of advice: Not worth watching! Not nearly as funny as most kid's movies I've seen. Going to the bar tonight. Convinced Andrew (Hall) to go with us. Now I've got a pool partner! Yay! I'm driving tonight, got no desire to drink and have no money anyways. Should still be fun. Well, seeing as Andrew's here, may as well actually talk to him, lol.

Read the article....

http://lifewise.canoe.ca/SexRomance/2006/10/16/2041084-sun.html

*sigh*

Last night I never got home. Ended up sleeping in Reub's bed, lol... No, I didn't do anything. I actually fell asleep totally accidentally. Got woken up at 6:30AM. At least Reub woke me up, otherwise I would've been really late for school. Only 50% of our class even showed up today. When you've only got about 15 people in a class, that's really bad... A bunch of lazy bones, if you ask me.
Well, I'm going to go see Flushed Away in about 15 minutes... Looks funny, I'll fill you in and give my recommendation when I get around to it. It's just gonna be Rudi and I, because Cutler is working, in fact, everyone is busy. Oh well. Should be interesting.
Not sure whether or not I'll be going to the bar tomorrow night. I've decided that drinking is overrated. I'm thinking I'm gonna be DD, because I just have no desire to be drunk anymore. Oh well. I've had my crazy college kid stint, I suppose.

Well, Jason, I'll give you this much... I still haven't found one that compares in size. Sooner or later I'll actually tell you, I suppose.

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I'm terrible. I should probably burn in hell. I really don't know why I'm like this, I just am. Once upon a time I was a good little churchie. I went to youth group, participated in bible quizzing, and hung out only with all the other bible thumpers in my school. Then I met Pete. Sure, at that point I was still good, but he corrupted me. He was the class clown, not sure why he paid attention to me, nobody else did.
Well, back then, we were still in high school. I was 17, and he was the same age. We got along great, and eventually he asked me out. Naturally, I agreed. He was the hot blonde guy with the accent. At this point, I was planning to wait till marriage for sex. I lasted three months.
My first time was the night of grad, after we got back from safegrad. That entire night we'd been making out almost nonstop, and we went back to his friend's house to crash. His friend let us have his bedroom. I guess I knew what was coming. Well, it was nothing special. A little uncomfortable, after all, I was a virgin, and he's big. Like, really big. Part of the reason I'm still with him.
After that, we had it more and more frequently, it was sometimes a little... painful... as I was stretched in ways I'd never expected. Now, I'm good with any position, though. He's still uncomfortably long for certain positions, even after two years.
Where is this leading? Well, it's sex. Three years ago, I could've lived the rest of my life without it. Now, Pete isn't around most of the time, and I need it. I can't concentrate, can't function without it. A lot of guys can relate, I'm sure. Most of my guy friends sure can. My problem is not even "toys" help me. I need more than just myself. And this can only be a bad thing, because my boyfriend isn't around to help me out.
So now we get to my real problem. I need it, can't live without it, well, at least not comfortably. Can't get it, at least not from the source I'm supposed to be getting it from. What am I supposed to do?
Most people just wait. The vast majority, actually. I find I can't. So I find myself cheating on Pete. I really wish I didn't do it. I love him so much, and I truly miss him. So up comes the question, is it really cheating? I'm not actually emotionally attached to the people I cheat on my guy with. They're more... a release. Toys, really. No offense intended.
I know I shouldn't think like this, and cheating is cheating. It's supposed to be anything physical, or even emotional attachment. I just don't really see it this way. Pete does, though... I'm hoping that when he finishes work for the season, I'll stop all this. Truly, I do. Truth is, this could very easily end our relationship. It would be sad if it did, but I can't help it.
So why should I burn? I'm evil, I truly am. I should never have done so many things, and I know that a true God wouldn't forgive me, not when I understand what I'm doing, but do it anyways. Oh well. I will continue living life as I do, but you now know what goes through my mind so very often.
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Btw, last night I went over to Gowan's place, I'm now Reuben's personal masseuse. If only he understood how much I enjoy giving massages... His was so relaxing, he actually fell asleep. It was kind of funny. Worked on him for like 40 minutes. Soon enough, my hands will be nice and strong again. I do so much enjoy giving back massages...

You paid attention during 57% of high school!

51-67% You are smart enough to be ashamed of still scoring so low; remember that there are books in the world, full of information? Yes, books are our friends.

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What type of partier are you? Your Result: The Socialite You like only the best liquors, the latest trendy martini's, or the finest single-malt scotch. You are not one for the 'dive bar', you prefer classy lounges filled with model-quality people. When intoxicated, you flirt, but are coy and unattainable, you make your suitors WORK for it.
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Bar Slut
Hardcore drunk
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Ha. Yea right.
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You are 91% Canuck!

You rock, you are an almighty Canadian through and through. You have proven your worthiness and have won the elite prize of living in a country as awesome as Canada. Yes I know other countries think they are better, but we let them have that cuz we know better than they do, eh?

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Reasonable enough...

Words to live by...

Totally stolen off of Shazammm

a.. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me the hell alone.

b.. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal
your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

c.. Sex is like air - it's not important unless you aren't getting any.

d.. No one is listening until you fart.

e.. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

f.. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away, and you have their shoes.

g.. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

h.. Give a man a fish, and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

i.. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was worth it.

j.. Don't worry - It only seems kinky the first time.

k.. Good judgment comes from bad experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

l.. There are two theories about arguing with women. Neither one works.

m.. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

n.. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night

Bear Crawl Clarified

Well, I promised I'd tell you about the bear crawl... Well, that one night... The one involving Reuben... You know what I'm talking about... Anyways, when we got back to Myles' that night, Hall was pretty ill, and was in the bathroom for quite some time... When he came out, he crawled. When Reuben saw him, he said "Here he comes!", and Hall's reply was "guhhhherhhh...", or something to that effect... Basically some kind of growl/grunt thing... And from then on, it's been known as the bear crawl... And no, he will never live it down.

So whenever I mention the bear crawl, you'll understand what I'm talking about... And I got some photos uploaded to photobucket...

Here's me and my roommate's boyfriend's little brother...

And here's me in my hat and my roommate...

And...

Roommate, her boyfriend, and his brother.

Yea... We had fun that night... I stole the roommie's bf's brother's hat, lol... Anyways, I'll go away now, that was a lot of work, lol... Some day, when I get a digital camera, I'll post a lot more pictures... But that could be a while in a future...