I’m a big geek. I think I somewhat established that throughout the nearly 5 years of my previous blog. However, I don’t think I really hit that truth home Babe Ruth style. So, here I am, pointing to left field and winding up for the grand slam. <\/p>\n

I’m a GEEK<\/strong>. I’ve been a Trekkie for more than half my life. I’ve attended Star Trek<\/em> conventions (notice the “s” that indicates multiple trips to said geek gatherings). My fan fiction has been published and sold at said conventions (I can pretty much stop this right now, can’t I?). I know that IDIC, PADD, and VISOR are all acronyms (and I know their corresponding definitions). I have almost the entire crew of the NCC-1701-E on my desk at work (in action figure form, of course). I also have Battlestar Galactica<\/em> wallpaper on my work computer desktop. My mirror universe self is an even bigger geek (perhaps I’ll say more on that later; I’m still determining if the blog herd has been sufficiently culled of creepier readers [if you’re still out there and reading this, you know <\/em>who you are, and the sooner you admit it to yourself, the sooner the treatments can begin]). <\/p>\n

All that being said, no, I don’t live in my parents’ basement. Yes, I have a regular job. No, it’s not at The Android’s Dungeon<\/a>. Yes, I have IRL relationships. No, I’m not defining IRL for you. I am a functioning member of society who just happens to really <\/em>love the geekiest flavors of life. <\/p>\n