Gah, I've had enough. I've been a geek my entire life, aside from a few short months when my brain had not yet developed sophistication above that of the average walrus, and for most of it I've been pretty happy.

I was always a loner, you see. Had maybe two friends in primary school (still got one of them, Fruan, and I can still hang with the other. If I ever feel like hanging, that is). Then, I discovered everything2. I'm not going to hardlink it, because any of my readers who don't know what it is are stupider than I care to imagine. Now I've got this whole geek culture thing going on. I get more done after 2 am than I otherwise get done in the whole day. Play computer games until long after my family has gone to bed. Make social arrangements via ICQ. Sleep until 11 am, then go to university for some afternoon lectures, during which I cease all nonessential neurological activity.

But this morning I saw the sun rise.
Correction: I did not see the sun rise.
I live in a valley. Instead I saw the sky when it was russet and grey, perfect blue and rose, and finally, the aching gold that I've only ever seen before when climbing to the top of parking buildings to watch the sun set.
Correction: I woke up, lay in bed for several hours trying to stop the toxic pain at the base of my skull by losing consciousness, failed, thought "man, I really should get Carol's number," got up, mumbled at my sister, then did all that colourful stuff.

So, what's my point? Well, I like mornings. They're cute. They allow me to have 3 times the number of meals per day. Any geeks who wanna tell me that sleep debt is good for the soul can go pickle their insides in caffeine. It makes me feel sick and angry. It's fun in moderation, but as a lifestyle I think it's more dangerous to me than hard drugs. I'm going to sleep whenever I damn well feel like it, endorse heartily any Microsoft product that does what I want (endorsement count thus far: 0), speak leet at will, and laugh until it hurts at anyone who tries to tell me to do otherwise.It's not being a geek I reject, but rather forcing anything on myself as a result of being one.

Some geeks have this bizarre elitism thing about sleep deprivation and leetspeek. May their genitals be infested by nanobots, for they are no better than the bigots who moulded their lives by excluding them in school. My life, use your own.

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