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Yay! Fun meme!

List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are!

1. When I was in junior/senior year, I was a huge Beatlemaniac. As Dave Barry once said, "There is a fine line between hobby and mental illness." If you think my LOTR and HP fandoms are interesting, they're not half as obsessive as my Beatles fannishness was. Good GODS. Some college kid had put gobs of scans of pictures of them online, and at the same time I was addicted to an HTML-based chat room (which, in retrospect, was basically a rolling guestbook). We were allowed to post pictures, both next to our name and in the text of our messages. I had half the URLs of the pictures memorized, both in thumbnail and full-sized versions. I had the dialogue to A Hard Day's Night, Help!, and Yellow Submarine, pretty much memorized--I can still do the intro train scene of A Hard Day's Night.

Who's he?
That's my grandfather.
That's not your grandfather.
He is, you know.
But I've seen your grandfather, he lives in your house.
This is my other one.
How's that?
Well, everyone's entitled to two aren't they, and this is my other one.
.....
He's a nice old man isn't he?
He's very clean.

Oh, don't get me started, I'll start reciting random bits of all of'em ("It won't work you know. I'm allergic to penicillin and all them other wonder drugs." Just---don't ask.)

I bought the VHS 8-tape anthology on layaway with babysitting money and watched the whole thing (ten hours) in one sitting, not even stopping to rewind. Oy vey.

2!! ARRR! I'm a bonnie pirate on select weekends of the year. And come to think of it, very few of us pull that "arrr" crap, except jokingly.

3. I've read historical nonfiction for fun. About Puritans, no less. And it wasn't the kind meant to be entertaining, either.

4. Surely, knitting and spinning are slightly dorky, although less so all the time these days.

5. I asked Tyson, and his answer was, "If you didn't have to sleep or work you'd never leave your LiveJournal." So, so true. It's sad.

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Nowhere done with my friends list, and I should be in bed already, but I need a shower. Oy! Tyson and Cherie picked me up and then had to run errands, so I didn't get actually home until eight pm. Yesterday the internet was down. Yay comcast.

But first: Answer me this, are debt collectors allowed to call me at work? Cherie says no. When I told her the debt collector trying to get my PCC debt called me at work, she got really angry and told me that if she calls me again, I should ask for her supervisor's name and phone number and email, and insist on only being contacted via email/physical letters, or that I'll have them talking to a lawyer.

This woman from the collections agency is a total bitch. Keep in mind, I've talked to debt collectors before. Most of them are just doing their job, y'know? I've had a few crankies, but none of them have been outright assholes. This one? Outright asshole. She refuses to let me pay a little bit of the debt, oh no, she wants me asking every relative and friend to loan me cash from their credit cards if they have to, so that I can pay all $1400 of it at once.

Well, christ lady. You can have it a bit at a time, or you can NOT GET IT. That's really your decision, now, isn't it??

First of all, I didn't get any collection notices on my PCC debt. I haven't received a letter from them in something like a year. So don't tell me you've sent a few notices, because you haven't. Secondly, I'm never again telling a debt collector where I work, because apparently they look up the number and call me there! Third: If any of you fuckers interrupt me when I'm talking ever again, for any reason, I'm hanging up. Kinda like I did today, while saying, "DON'T CALL ME AT WORK."

All of the ones I've talked to in the past have made a big deal about being willing to work with me--aka, I pay what I can when I can, but as long as I keep paying something they leave me alone. But no, she wants it all right now. Well, it ain't happening. Even if I could make it happen? I wouldn't. Because she's just such a bitch about it.

The other advice I got from Cherie was to pay directly to PCC, and if they tell me it's in collections, calmly inform them that collections won't let me pay a bit at a time. In other words, they're literally refusing payment, which is also illegal apparently.

Fuckers.