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My geekery is not confined to the selections on the poll.
Unfortunately, roller derby geek is not an option.
Sci fi geek mainly, though not for Star Wars or Star Trek. Needs more giant robots.
I voted cheese, because it was too hard to correctly classify myself with the options given... which probably says a lot about my geekery, in general. Although I think I read somewhere that geeks are more tech-focused, and nerds are more book focused, so technically I'm more nerd than geek.
Lingerie geek (I know way more about lace/construction/blahblahblah than necessary)
Book geek (as objects, more so than reading material)
Book geek (as a reader/life student)
Art geek (appreciating and creating)
There are little subset geekeries, that are probably more passions than geekness, but I'm not obsessive enough to put them on the geek list. Stuff like the Tiny House Movement, and design, and random vintage things (furniture, clothing, jewelry, art, etc), cooking, dreaming about beekeeping & growing chickens, or odd subjects that capture my attention until I've learned everything I have to learn about them...
I'm pretty sure just about everyone's aware I'm a grammar geek, amongst my other geekeries.![]()
And grammar. Toujours la grammaire.
I like the idea of lingerie geek message boards. Or conventions. There ought to be a word for extreme geekdom of microcategories: the small geek movement?
Chickens?
Are you a Sarah Susanka fan? Because I am. Heard her speak a few years ago and went home and chainsawed off the back of my abode. She makes all kinds of sense, and is adept at explaining things that one (and when I say "one" in this context, I mean "me") knows intuitively without being able to quite articulate...
Urban chickens are cool. I'm not organized enough to grow chickens or bees yet, but I will be one day. One of The Men™ has a new beehive, so I'm living a bit vicariously until I can pull it off, myself.
And I actually am a huge Sarah Susanka fan; I also follow the Tiny House Blog (most of those homes are under 500 sq ft). My current home is 1,000 sq ft, and it honestly feels too big/wasteful most of the time, but I can't really downsize until the kids are grown. The smaller my space, the more purposefully I live.
Some day when I have a gazillion-and-ten dollars, I'll ask the architect half of The Men™ and the builder half of The Men™ to put their heads together and make me the perfect-est [to me] little cottage on the planet. I'll grow chickens, and keep bees, learn to garden, cook and can, and do creative stuff, and take care of them both. Or at least that's what the dream version of my future looks like. LOL
CHICKENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I loathe chickens! I loathe them enough to put far, far too many exclamation points at the end of the word 'chickens'.
Stop talking about chickens unless you are talking about firing all the world's chickens to the moon on a giant rocket!
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You left gum geek out on purpose. I know it!
Lingerie geek (I know way more about lace/construction/blahblahblah than necessary)
I really love that you have mythology geek listed. I've never worn that label before, but it fits nicely.
This is the end of the CM movie. As the golden light dapples the spring leaves, a bee floats into view. Zoom in on c******s. CM removes gloves and stands up. Two men bring her lemonade, and a fresh egg. Voiceover: "So I finally got the tiny, perfect house - and the tiny, perfect life - I always wanted."
Pull back to reveal half-acre warehouse behind cottage. "But my lingerie collection continues to grow."
Credits roll with some bee-c*****n-lingerie song I couldn't find on YouTube.
C******S!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I loathe c******s! I loathe them enough to put far, far too many exclamation points at the end of the word 'c******s'.
Stop talking about c******s unless you are talking about firing all the world's c******s to the moon on a giant rocket!
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CHICKENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I loathe chickens! I loathe them enough to put far, far too many exclamation points at the end of the word 'chickens'.
Stop talking about chickens unless you are talking about firing all the world's chickens to the moon on a giant rocket!
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