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I have more romantic entanglements than I have wives.

Somewhere there is an asexual Sorcy who is very very confused right now.

~Sor
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((Time for Sor's Family Tree version 3.0? Yes. Yes it is. I'll get right on that, or something.))

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Dear PMS: Stop it.

Dear Sor: Hush! The crying is, yes, irrational, but this is not a bad point of view to have. I think you're justified in being hurt right now, no matter how much you try to base your world around laughing off pain.

Dear self: When the hell did you get so smart?

Well, you remember how all of a sudden all these people your age seemed really grown-up?

Yeah?

You did too, kiddo. You've always been mature, but you've actually started to also become grown-up lately. You hang out with the right sorts of people, and you listen to the right sorts of snark. You know how to write like an adult, and you have a natural aversion to drama. So even when you'd like to say "fuck you, you fucking fuck" to people who are being annoying assholes, you tend to keep it in check. Or at the very least, you don't bitch about them in a public forum.

Is this one of those "You're stronger than you think! The power was inside you ALL ALONG!" sorts of things?

:|

I think that emoticon loses something by being italicized.

Being as we've ridden the PMS pendulum from weepy back to silly, I think your face loses something by being italicized.

Isn't my face just your face? Also, what the hell has been up with me and conversations this week? First the denizens, now you show up...

You're just lucky? Need "outside" validation? Or maybe you're just depressed because you're abysmally lonely. You are cursed --spend too many nights sleeping by yourself, and you start to hear voices! Voices in your *mind*!!

No, that's not a creepily other-people-centric outlook at all. And it can't *possibly* be unhealthy for me or anything.

Of course not! But face the facts, dear Sorcyress. You're sane when you share a bed!

That is a dirty rotten lie and you know it. I don't do sanity, or at least not when I'm about to go all *spurty hand motions*

...That is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen you do. And I have seen you pick things up off the floor and eat them.

I was usually the one who dropped them! Are we done here, self?

Oh yes. We're very done. Have a nice life, weirdo.

You too!

~Sor
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Ageism pisses me off.

PRE-PRELIMINARY WARNING: This post was written in anger, and therefore should not be posted. It's spurred on by one person, but it's directed at a *lot* of you. Know that I still love you all. You just frustrate me sometimes.

PRELIMINARY WARNING: Look, I haven't ever seen any Trek before Sunday night, when I saw the movie. Just deal with it. If you're going to bitch at me for being woefully undereducated, go read Yagathai's rant about it first, because he probably said it better than you would.

So, Trek!

It was pretty much awesome. It had aliens and guns and fast cars and spaceships and flying motorcycle cops and bullies saying "affirmative" and Sylar, and a couple of explosions, and Chekov!¹ and no Chekov's gun, and Simon Pegg being adorable, and KIRK DEAR GODS KIRK! and only one green-skinned big breasted alien babe, and sloppy make-outs, and bonding, and all in all it was very very fun, and I kinda want to be a member of the Star Fleet Academy now.

Except.

And this is a big except.

Except you guys scare me. You guys scare me because this was my first Trek. I've not ever seen *any* of this before, and while I've got some small idea about the main characters and races and whatnot, I don't know any details. And the reaction to my admitting this is never "Well then, I recommend you start here, c'mon, let's go watch the first episode together."

The reaction is always "my god. I can't believe I've been talking to you for this long. what if I got tainted by your WRETCHED AND INEXCUSABLE IGNORANCE???"²

Forgive me. I'm young. My *parents* were too young to watch the original series when it was first broadcast. I'm twenty³, yes, I've had time, but oddly, I've been using that time to have my own damn childhood. I was busy watching The Powerpuff Girls, and Dexter's Lab, and Fairly Oddparents when I was growing up --I didn't have the time or the inclination to watch Star Trek, or old Doctor Who. Hell, I spent my entire childhood naturally averse to live action television; it's a wonder that I managed to ever watch anything of the style at all. I like cartoons. I like bright colours and amusing plots and people being able to bounce right back from being hurt.

I am trying my absolute best to be your perfect little geek prototype, and I'm getting fucking sick of it. You're right. I should watch all your tv shows, and movies, and Understand what it Truly means to be geek. I really really should⁴.

But if you're gonna keep telling me I'm uneducated and a fool for not knowing them already? If you're gonna yell at me for my "shortcomings" rather than give me any constructive advice about how to fix them? Fuck you, I think I'd rather stay ignorant.

~Sor
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1: Proving that Sor has never actually gotten over her accent-lust, just her British-accent-lust. Sigh

2: Direct quote, used without permission.

3: ...in three months and a week or so.

4: As an aside the part that gets me most is that it doesn't matter how hard I try to pretend, I will *never* be at that same level of geek you are. Never. I was not alive when Rocky Horror came out. Douglas Adams's death didn't matter to me because I hadn't read anything by him when it happened. I've never been to a Trek convention, because the first great Trek conventions all happened before my parents bloody well met.

ETA: Okay, I'm pretty sure there was some level of facetiousness when he was abusing me for never having seen it. PLAY NICE, YOU GUYS.