Embracing my inner nerdosity, or possibly nerditude

Today I joined an online D&D game with a bunch of friends. I feel so dirty.

An excerpt from the conversation that convinced me to join:

(please note, for those of you who haven't known me very long: I was involved in a RP club in ninth and tenth grade, and then again sort of tangentally my senior year of high school. This club was affectionately referred to as "nerdgroup")

Haikon 15: Hey Melanie
SylvyrMoon: I'm not going to play D & D with you guys.
Haikon 15: Damn
SylvyrMoon: Sorry.
SylvyrMoon: My nerdgroup days are over.
Haikon 15: Well, I'll see you when you come back crawling in the muck on your hands and knees begging for it.
SylvyrMoon: Sure you will.
Haikon 15: I am your father.
SylvyrMoon: *blink*
Haikon 15: I am the wellspring from which you flow. You will join us. Or die!!!
SylvyrMoon: I will do no such thing.
Haikon 15: Actually, I just remembered a really important part of my story about my inescapable nerdy destiny. Which is that after I was through the most confusing parts of puberty, I realized that my precon...-what-it-is--it-means-idea that girls hate nerds was wrong.
SylvyrMoon: preconception?
Haikon 15: I thought that was it.
Haikon 15: Yeah, that does make sense.
SylvyrMoon: Wow, I just had a horrible, horrible realization.
Haikon 15: Good.
Haikon 15: Tell me.
Haikon 15: What your horrible horrible realization was.
SylvyrMoon: When did I have boyfriends? 9th grade-- nerdgroup. 10th grade--nerdgroup. 12th grade--nerdgroup.
SylvyrMoon: How many boyfriends have I had since I gave up my nerdy ways? 0
SylvyrMoon: Damn.
SylvyrMoon: Must...resist...the power...of the darkside!
Haikon 15: I think a better idea than resisting is imagining the power.
SylvyrMoon: The power of nerdiness?
Haikon 15: Well. I just like to say, 'imagining the power' a lot. It's like maniacal.

So I have succumbed to the power of nerdiness. I am half-elf mage girl, hear me roar! My spells will destroy you.

Now somebody (preferably someone cute and male) please come make out with me. Pretty please? Look at my user icon. How can you turn down a face like that? Especially one whose D&D character knows magic. You know you want me.

EDIT: Dude, I have a cabbit familiar. I am the coolest person ever.

Melanie + bookstore = dangerous combination

I went a little nuts at Borders today. They were having a buy-2-books-get-the-3rd-one-half-off sale, so I did something I never ever do and bought more than one book in a single purchase.

I ended up with:

Good Omens, by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. I've already read this, but not for years; Good Omens was my first exposure to both Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett and it deserves a spot in my collection.

Small Wonder, by Barbara Kingsolver. I should read more essays, and Barbara Kingsolver is always great.

Sellevision, by Augusten Burroughs. I think Aubrey recommended this to me a while ago, and it certainly looks interesting. Mostly I got it to round off my stack of three. I'm thinking I might take it back and exchange it for something by... I can't remember his name, but I thinkshadesong recommended him and he's supposed to be kind of like Tom Robbins. Assuming I can figure out his name, that is. (EDIT: It's Christopher Moore. Took way longer than necessary to track down that name-- why can't LJ be searchable, dammit?)

*blink* I'm not used to being able to, like, treat myself with frivolous presents every once in a while. I could get used to this.

Hmph.

*sigh*

Why are all my friends such flakes?

Excuse me while I stomp off and kick something.

*stomps off*