I haven't been posting much lately because my job sucks. Justify Your Existence turned into a big honking mess. I still have a job, but life is not fun.
To distract you from my despair, I offer an article about why nerds are unpopular. I once flirted with a cute arty sort of woman in a Capitol Hill coffeehouse, the subject being how I could never watch Welcome to the Dollhouse because it'd hit too close to home for me. Strange thing is, she understood. There was this moment, right there, when I realized there was this connection between us, like some energy trace from a quark in a supercollider. I let it go, though. Should I have? Yeah.
