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The Nerd Handbook.

As I was reading through it, I was disturbed by the number of times I recognised people I know (or myself) in these descriptions.

Well written, and worth the read.

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missedangel
Nov. 13th, 2007 03:12 am (UTC)
Location is not relevant, flights are cheap, Melbourne is a nice place to live, I'm more likely to interact with a person online than in person anyway.

Many, many stories...usually beginning with an eye rolling gesture and your previous name said in a kind of exasperated way.

There would however be a fascinating pattern established by the fact that an ex of mine (who shares your name) once dated an ex of yours after he dated me...so for me to date an ex of hers (of the same name) would be somewhat of a circumnavigation. But not fascinating enough to be my current project. :) **sorry**
paradigmshifty
Nov. 13th, 2007 03:32 am (UTC)
Permit me to be blunt.

I believe I know enough about you as well for me to never be interested in you in any version of reality that I'm likely to contact. Of course, everything I think I know about you may be completely wrong, but since no-one seems to afford me the benefit of the doubt on anything I find it difficult to be charitable on my part.

Just so you are completely aware and informed and thus can't misunderstand anything I might say, with one possible exception - not being you - there is no w absolutely no-one in Brisvegas that I would consider for any form of romantic or sexual relationship.
missedangel
Nov. 13th, 2007 03:51 am (UTC)
Okay...we have wandered into strange and unusual territory...I'm not quite sure when the comments I made went from innuendo laden popular fiction references and slightly odd mathematics into making you actually upset.

I am genuinely sorry if I have offended, it was not my intention.

notagod
Nov. 14th, 2007 12:00 am (UTC)
there is now absolutely no-one in Brisvegas that I would consider for any form of romantic or sexual relationship.

Tickets? Just because Amanda shot you down, all of a sudden, it's oh noes? I swear I just stereotyped you for a fortitude valley-class queen. You are amusing, but only the five second because I'm otherwise bored amusing. You're a no-one, I'm a no-one, chill and enjoy the (other) company.

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