I should have brought my hat.

The pimp hat? You know you're not rally Macking until you have platform clogs that are hollowed out and have goldfish swimming around in them.

Whoo! Did they receive them more graciously than, say, Alibelle?

You know you're not rally Macking until you have platform clogs that are hollowed out and have goldfish swimming around in them.

Man, if I still weighed 145 lbs. I would so buy a pair of those. Just watched I'm Gonna Get You Sucka last weekend.

Whoo! Did they receive them more graciously than, say, Alibelle?

Yep. Aurelia was a little apprehensive, but a good sport, and then she liked them.

Of course, this means I will have to find a new source that much sooner.

I know a couple subjects in grade school were beyond boring for me not because of the content, but the speed of covering the content.

I can't imagine the horror of every class, even ones I hated, dragging that way

Jesus. That was grade school and junior high for me. They had no idea what to do with me, so they just turned a blind eye to me reading while the class trudged through whatever they were doing.

And I had a really hard time socializing with my age group. We lived out in the sticks, and so my class was very small, which meant there were no other nerds for me to hang out with. And the prevailing opinion was that Smart Kids were Different, especially ones like me, who even at the age of 7 was making Insect Reflection jokes.

I was miserable until I hit high school. And then I found my nerds, and classes that kicked my cerebellum up one side and down the other. I'm one of those people who loved high school, but not because I was all popular and shit -- it was just the first time I *knew* I could get beyond the little box that everyone else seemed content to stay in.

t /once a dork, always a dork

Now imagine, doctor, that everyone you work with, everywhere you go ... your entire world .. is filled with people who can't work cash machines.'

Damned. Fucking. Straight.

And why will none of them ever stop EXPLAINING when I've said "Yes, yes, I get it, you don't have to say any more?"

I think there's a big difference between getting one or two years ahead and doing what this kid did--going to school with people a decade older than you are. That's a huge gap no matter how you look at it.

Yeah, I'm thinking a 10 year old genius might not be able to socialize with the average 10 year old, but won't be able to socialize with the average 18 year old, either. But I guess making friends isn't the most important life goal....

And why will none of them ever stop EXPLAINING when I've said "Yes, yes, I get it, you don't have to say any more?"

I was asked to not return to a temp job -- a job doing editing and desktop publishing, which I DO FOR A LIVING -- because the very first day I was there, when they were showing me the ropes, I DIDN'T WRITE ANYTHING DOWN. They didn't think I could handle the job b/c I didn't write down how to open and use PageMaker. Their loss.

That's jackass, Steph. I always had people at temp receptionist jobs flabbergasted that I understood how to work the phones the first time, but that tended to make them want to invite me back.