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the geekometer is off the charts
03/11/2006 = 04:29 PM

You know that, no matter how quool you think you are, you are so not, when you're working with the television for background noise and you whirl around upon hearing Sergei Khrushchev's voice, and are disappointed that he's being interviewed about Stalin and not about the Russian space program.

You're an even bigger geek when you realize that, if you were even slightly less geeky, you'd have had to look up the spelling of "Khrushchev" whilst typing the previous sentence, but you had already typed it out, correctly, and saved the draft, before it occured to you that that is not a normal thing for a quool person to know.

And yeah, the fact that you came back to the saved draft and noted this is not helping matters.

But the moment you really and truly lose any street-cred you might otherwise have claimed and must consider yourself nothing more than a white-dancing, Heinlein-reading, pocket-protector-wearing friend of Wesley Crusher, is when it dawns on you that punkasses such as you would like to be are simply not capable of recognizing Sergei Khrushchev's voice without seeing his face, and a true punkass would not recognize his face, either.

I hereby turn in my Doc Martens and cartilage piercing.

drinking: diet cherry vanilla dr pepper
watching: a History Channel profile of the Kennedy's
oh, by the way: miss fairweather is blowing us off for dinner again