If I may speak in code for a second: Nate is not a geek. Or rather, he is, but he doesn't seem like as much of a nerd or a dork as everyone else on that show. What's the word I'm fumbling towards... ringer? poser? Also, my B-team is gone now.

I retook the The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test and am still an "Outcast Genius," at 69% Nerd, 60% Geek, and 52% Dork. All noise to the contrary, the boundaries between these categories are enforced mainly by the people they describe — but if you're completely lost: in this scheme, dorkage is the equalivent of "bad carbs."

Ah Wednesday, and getting enough sleep. Lost spoilers notwithstanding (do I really have to go apoplectic to get people to shut up about upcoming episodes? shouldn't a cautious avoidance of spoilers, at least for upcoming programming, be the status quo?) the combination was heaven.

Still, I think Jenna and I still need to discuss moving our t.v. night to, say, Thursday — the best night (of the two) isn't really clear anymore, and the decision will require a bit of social calculus.

Sleep. Getting up early sucks, but I'm hoping to start getting used to it, and to maybe even be awake enough next week to Defeat Hamil. Watch for the inevitable graffiti.

And then there's work: I spend about 80% of my day listening to music while I work, and yeah, that's already getting old, but every day one of my coworkers says something awesome. Last week the woman across from me said "But it says you need five people, and I'm not making four friends," and today there was an almost equally humorous comment, I forget.

The only proof that I'm in my cubicle is the occasional disembodied chuckle.

On my very first day I heard someone say one of the most important sentences in the English language: "it's like a combination of Magic and Risk." Needless to say, I almost gave myself whiplash trying to find the source.

(If there is Illuminati afoot, I'll sniff it out eventually. When I think of all those wasted terms at Lawrence...)