It's 2:45 am. On a Monday night, no less - well, actually it's technically a Tuesday Morning. I have to work tomorrow. My temperature is currently nestled comfortably at 100 degrees, the same place it's been since Friday night at about 9:30. I should be sleeping.
Nestled into a big, warm, comfy bed with a bottle of water and a thermometer sharing nightstand space with my nook. But I'm not. I'm tired, yes - that very special kind of tired you only get when you are or have been ill. The thing is, I can't stand the thought of staying totally still anymore. It's been days now. Days of the most exercise I'm able to being some light stretching and taking the stairs to and from the kitchen. No outside, no walking around just to burn off some of my constant excess energy. No adventures. No dance or Yoga (and I've been wanting to start yoga for ages now!).
For someone who majors in dance and has been an athlete their whole lives, this is quite the change of pace. Some of it has been nice, of course - I've actually done some reading. Of something other than a textbook or script! I've started playing around with the formatting and image of A Space for Inspiration again (I apologize for it's messy, half-done state). I even started watching Doctor Who, something I've wanted to do for ages and not had the time. I also spent a few minutes on Boyfriend's computer, playing a new multiplayer video game called Star Wars: The Old Republic. The combination of this (totally awesome, by the way) video game and beginning Doctor Who have made me realize I something.
I'm a geek.
No really, I am. I've said it before, joked that I am a "geek girl," or have "geek girl swag," with one of my friends from school. I use awkward hashtags like that on Twitter all the time, in fact. But I really realized it today, just how much of a geek I am. And not nerdy girl chic, like Zoey Deschanel on the New Girl. Not sexy geeky, the kind where you know just enough about "lame" topics like Star Wars to be able to contribute to a conversation about them while playing with your cute hipster glasses. Oh no boys - this girl is all geek. Observe:
* I will gladly duel you with Light Sabers. My character on SWTOR is a Miralan Jedi Counselor.
*I first read the Lord of the Rings when I was 11 years old. From the age of 11 until about 15, one of my best friends (and pen pal!) could write her name in Elvish. I was basically convinced this was the coolest trick ever, slash the most important lifeskill one could wish for.
*I'm a total and unashamed Potterhead. I'm in Ravenclaw, in case you were wondering! I think my Boyfriend might be a Gryffindor though. . .
*In an attempt to recapture some of the magic and escapist joy both The Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter brought me as a kid, I went through a phase of reading Dragonlance books. I was 12 or 13. If you don't know what those are, it may be because you're a socially well adjusted adult. . .
*I like classic Disney movies, particularly of the Princess variety (and well yes, I know she is the very first Disney Princess I cannot stand Snow White. Blech!).
*I've begun watching Doctor Who, am an avid fan of both Grimm and Once Upon A Time, and have every intention of adding Sherlock and Game Of Thrones to my geek tv viewing pleasure.
There are lots of other examples of my geekiness that I could point too. . . but I'm a little worried I may have scared you away by now. The funny thing is, people are always surprised by this part of me, as though only awkward high schoolers and overweight dudes who work at Newbury Comics are allowed to have moments of super fandom. It's a silly stereotype, no? I'm a mature, emotionally stable adult. I'm neither sun deprived nor Dorritos indulged. I don't wear primarily black. I've never dyed my hair a color only found in a crayola crayon box, my ears don't have gauges, and I'm not socially inept.
What other silly stereotypes are there out there, that bother you? Any in particular that apply to you? I think I might like to devote an entire post to some of the things I should be, based on stereotypes, and I'd love to hear what mold you don't quite fit in!