azurelunatic | Lunatic = Dork. Hear me, um, blog.

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amberite:
"List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! (Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme.)"
amberite's clarification: I'm gonna take "dork" to mean "geek, but with less employable connotations, and a dash of social unacceptability."

LJ. I spend large amounts of time on LJ. I call my journal "nearly a prosthetic memory", and I read my friends page multiple times daily, and while I may skim and skip some cut tags, I do at least glance over the whole thing. And given the size of the friends list, that's not a small task. I have read the entirety of shadesong's journal (no small accomplishment). After all, just about everything I need on the internet is on LJ. Friends, fandom, news, gossip, comics.... I don't have to hunt it out. It comes to find me.

I rock out to the dorkiest music: 80s stuff, a lot of it, and I can head-bang to TMBG. (Perhaps not successfully, but enthusiastically.) I can and will break into a TMBG song for any occasion when the spirit moves me, and when I'm hanging out with trystan_laryssa, the spirit moves me quite a bit. I also filk. My brain even tries to convert me to new fandoms by means of filking in that fandom, so that I have to research the fandom in order to write the thing properly, which of course will convert me. But! I shall prevail! *stomps that pesky Dr. Who filk bunny firmly*

I like dorky boys. The man I adore most in this universe and probably most of the neighboring bits of the multiverse is exceptionally dorky, with the sort of social skills that only a mother or another dork could put up with for long, when he's really being himself. And he can be himself around me, and it makes me grin rather than making me mad or frustrated with him. He's decided that a valid form of entertaining me is reading gaming humor pages to me over the phone. This ~~turns me on~~ makes me giggle a lot.

I really believe that magic exists, even when science can explain 98% of the stuff that happens around me, and probably will be able to cover another 1.9% more within my lifetime. They aren't mutually exclusive. If Charles Darwin had had my outlook on it, instead of talking about how God actually did not do the creating, it was evolution, he would have proudly proclaimed, "I have discovered how God created us!"

I am actually not a gamer. This may not sound like such a huge declaration of dorkiness, except for the fact that I am hard-pressed to think of any of my face-to-face friends except for easalle who is in fact not actually a gamer. figment0 games with dustraven and trystan_laryssa. Darkside's a gamer. Sis is a gamer, and so is Dawn. amberfox has disappeared into some MMORPG or other of late. I am reasonably conversant with a decent number of general gaming principles, and can giggle over at least 70% of the content on your random gamer humor site, and can get the rest with some basic explanations. I know that once I do start tabletop gaming, I will be very hooked, and love it very much. So why have I not yet crumbled in the face of the lure and started up? Because (enter the dorkiness) I'm waiting for my first time to be with someone special. We were going to do it in 2002, but circumstances intervened, but I'm still waiting. Oh, yes, I am a dork.

My fellow dorks, should you choose to accept it:

wibbble

iroshi

alphafenris

tygerr

vodounsi

...though, looking, there are scarily few of my friendslist who I would not consider of the delightful dorkiness. This fact fills me with glee, rather than apprehension.

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I have no idea who TMBG are... uh oh does this mean I'm not as dorky as I thought I was??

(although I share your joy of general 80s music :P)

p.s had a total blonde moment and screwed up that comment, posting it twice - hence the deleting

I stagger on the acronym, but I know the band; it's They Might Be Giants.

They might be?

*waves vaguely* The "some MMORPG or other" is World of Warcraft, which, incidentally, I highly recommend. The main problem is my instability lately, and gaming online is a good compromise; I can be a social as I want. Or not. It's all good. I get to interect without feeling like people are leaning on me all the time. *shudders and crawls back under her rock*

That'll do it.

1. LARPer(sits fairly high up the Geek Hierarchy. I've played in numerous Live-Action Role Playing systems, did testing and editing on a few, and plan on launching my own campaign in the near future. I used my gaming time to master fighting styles were other people didn't even know existed (e.g. Crusader two-sword style). For many, LARPing is the lowest depths of dorkhood.

2. Player of the EverQuest. Owner of a shiny level 65 ranger on the Drinal server where I while away many an hour playing MMORPGs. For many, playing EQ is the lowest depths of dorkhood.

3. Player of Magic: the Gathering. I play in tournaments at least once a week (sometimes three in a week) as well as design decks and help people practice on the side. For many, playing collectible card games is the lowest depths of dorkhood.

4. I've played more RPGS (tabletop, console, computer, you name it) than pretty much anyone I know. I've got rulebooks to some truly random titles like the ElfQuest RPG, Teenagers From Outer Space, and every book published for Bubblegum Crisis.

5. Once, at a job as a computer lab technician (dorky!) I spent my free time designing a template for printing my own folder paper in MicroSoft Word so that I could just print some out at work instead of buying some.

Is sitting, smiling, and listening while a gamer explained Teenagers from Outer Space to me (in great detail) a mark of dorkhood? *grin*

Either that, or "Dork Empathy"

Did they mention the different "races"? The flying six-pack?

I can't recall. I do seem to recall something about popularity, battle bikinis, great big mallets ... but that may have been BESM. They blur together in my head.

Yeah, unless you've played 'em I think they'd blur in everybody's head.

Most RPGs (well, the ones in a fantasy or sci-fi setting where you can play non-humans) have a list of races you can pick from.

Since TFOS allows you to play pretty much any kind of alien you can imagine their races are just broken down into 4 basic types:

Humans
Near-Humans (people think you're a human in a dark alley at night)
Not-Very-Near-Humans (people might think you're human in a dark alley, at night, in a blizzard, and they just broke their glasses)
Really Weirdies (this covers aliens that are, say, sentient flying six-packs of beer)

I seem to recall something along those lines, now that you mention it.

I was mostly listening to his voice and just absorbing his presence. Mmm, geekboy.

. . . in other words, you'd have been perfectly happy if he'd instead explained the Heisenburg Uncertainty Principle, followed by the history of the belt buckle?

Hmm, stupid text-based communication. On further reflection I've determined that my "playful" comment may have come out sounding like a harsh insult. Eep.

It came out quite all right.

*big grin* Or read aloud the entire contents of a message board devoted to jokes in a gaming system I don't play and am not familiar with? Complete with explanations of the joke?

(The mental image of a stark-naked knight leaping at a Beholder is something I'll not forget, all the same.)

Or read the phone book.

He hasn't ever tried reading the phone book, at least. ;)

I know that I've been in the same boat. Sometimes I'm so enamored with the voice of a given lass that I'll gladly listen to them say pretty much anythin' at all. I dunno, maybe I'm wired a little oddly. Yes it's quite nice for me to gape at a pretty young thing, but it doesn't do as much for me as listening to a truly adorable person speak. Dunno, there just seem to be certain people with undertones in their speech patterns that leave me all a-quiver.

With me, it's the quality time thing. Any time he spends with me is precious, and any time he chooses to ignore the fact that what he's doing would probably be more efficiently accomplished when not on the phone with me, and chooses to stay on the phone with me instead, just to hang around with me... that's special.

Of all the things he has that he wants to do, I feel very honored when he winds up spending time with me.

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