confessions of a nerd

I'm a nerd, given. But I'm probably even more of a nerd than most people think.

Example. When things get a little rocky, as this past weekend has been, I pour myself into absurd intellectual pursuits. For instance, yesterday i somehow spend 3 hours on Powells.com, scrounging through every section of the alleged 'city of books' until i found 13 that i want the most, and put them on a wishlist of things i need to read someday.Useless? yeah, pretty much--I can't even get through my assigned reading for school, pleasure reading shouldn't exactly fall on the top of my priority list. And the random task for today? Learning everything I can about the leading secret societies of western europe and america, the conspiracy theories about them, and if in fact their elite are plotting for a globalized facist state or New World Order. And then brushing up on the vietnam war. I swear to god, i learned almost nothing from formalized education from grades 1 -12 and almost everything from being stuck at home and an angsty teenager and having historychannel.com be some sort of cyber-sanctuary where i could just distract myself with really interesting history. Good to know the technique still works.