Pure Nerd 60 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 39% 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 all Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd. The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the “dork.” No-longer. Being smart isn’t as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful. Congratulations! |
Link: The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test written by donathos on Ok Cupid |
(posted w/o variables, as they are stoopid)
There is a pretty distinct lack of interesting in my world, but I’m pleased that:
The blogging medievalist roundtable is really coming together well. I still haven’t produced the abstract for a paper I promised to SocMag, however – bad me. I really need to get on that..
Colin is regularly peeing in the potty. Yes, here’s the obligatory Mom post…he’s been going just about every morning for over 2 weeks, now, and has even woken up with a dry pull-up twice. No solid matter, yet, but we haven’t been pushing it – school starts next week, most of the other kids the sitter has had will be gone during the day, and we’re getting the cotton training-undies out and ‘trying’ once the distractions (read: Emma) are out of the way. Yay! He turns 3 in a month, so this is a Good Thing – the move really didn’t help him out any in this regard, as things were SO crazy we weren’t at all pushing. He’s a smart boy, and is inordinately pleased with himself every time he goes. 🙂 I can’t wait til I get to buy those nifty toilet targets!
My hostas are blooming. They look like this, and smell heavenly. Later in the fall I’ll transplant them to the raised bed around the lightning-blasted tree in the front yard. (note to self: must get a tree trimmer to come make an estimate on getting that large, dead branch menacing the car out of the way before winter storms) I’ve been meaning to wander the local nurseries looking for deals (for there are deals to be had, but the selection is, of course, spare and haphazard) but my time has been darn precious. I think I may suck it up and just order from Spring Hill – they have a $25 off a $50 order thing on for another few days, and their 1-cent sales are pretty sweet. I think I’m going for some shade-lovers for that raised bed, and I’ll have to deal with my under-the-pines-in-the-back-yard hygrangea needs another time, as I’m po’. (I wonder if vinca will manage in that acidy soil – or creeping myrtle..that spreads like mad (there’s a barrier already in place between the yard and tree-area, so it can only take over so far) and it’ll really help that bare look it all has now. Hmmm…) I’m terribly attracted to hardy hibiscus and oriental poppies, but must remain focused – shade garden first. Bleeding heart will work in the shade, and I’m leaning toward a snowdrift aster for the edge of the rock-wall (either around the raised bed itself, or along the front of the yard where there’s a short stacked-slate(ish) wall across, next to the sidewalk. I also have a trellis that needs…something – I may just have to get a clematis. Decisions, decisions, decisions.. A lot of things need fall planting, so I do, actually, have to deal with this.
School starts Monday. Let’s hear it for saving on child-care costs! Yay! (and I’ve no more shopping, just some closet-organizing now that I’ve painted the kids’ closet door and put the handle back on. happy!)
Grandma is having surgery Monday. I need negativity break. I suppose that sounds rotten – but I’d like a little vacation from the Reality Distortion Field, ok?
I went to the gym. Granted it was 3 times in 3 weeks, but it’s more than I’ve managed for months. Yes, I should spend more time on myself. *clicks heels* there’s no place like the gym, there’s no place like the gym…