(Make-fun-of-Brie jedi pin courtesy of housemate, John, whom I told to save his child inappropriate flicks in a file called 'Star Wars Extended Directors Cut Fan-fiction Edition' coz no girl will Ever find it. Ever.)
But I've been told I'm not a nerd because put simply:
1) I can't reformat my PC.
2) I can't name 6 characters from Star Wars. (Chewbacca, Jabba, Princess Leia, Darth Vadar, Anakin....um..whats that dude with the green saber called?)
3) Can color coordinate.
But mostly because I have EQ, was a cheerleader, best dressed at prom and earn money off my image. So maybe I am not a nerd, though I hate to admit it. I'm just plain ol bookish. I've got all the symptoms; Lots of useless information nobody wants, bad eye sight, a book in every handbag, unreturned books from school librarys, book smell fetish, carpet burns from sitting in bookshops and unexplained papercuts.
Currently I'm juggling 4 books; Tolstoys 'Anna Karenina' (Over rated 18th Century coffee read), Vikram Chandra's 'Red Earth and Pouring Rain', Elizabeth Hilberts 'Eat, Pray, Love' and Poe's personal life letters. Oh ya and 20 more pages for Pamuks 'Snow' I'm saving for later to prolong pleasure. A little crazy yes, but I'm just crazy about words. Plucking them perfectly from my head to string into a necklace to adorn at the exact moment to express what I cannot otherwise. I even did a photoshoot themed on a favourite book last month. That is one step down from Lord of the Rings Live Action Role Playing right? *shame*
So I've been told by a nerd to apologize to all nerds for false representation.
I am out of denial and am ready to start the 12 step program to admit I'm just bookish :)