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Review and Preview – Love: the Dinosaur

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Review and Preview – Love: the Dinosaur

The fourth book in Frédéric Brrémaud and Federico Bertolucci’s “Love” series will be available next month, but we’ve got a quick look at it today. The art is as gorgeous as the other three volumes, and the story is just as in depth (and downright depressing) as we’ve come to expect from this series. See below for preview pages and a review of Love: the Dinosaur.

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Valentine’s Day: Our favorite literary couples

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Valentine’s Day: Our favorite literary couples

A dual post from Kathryn and Elizabeth

When talking about great couples from sci-fi and fantasy books, there are a lot of obvious ones:  Harry and Ginny, Westley and Buttercup, Drogo and Daenerys, Katniss and Peeta (or Gale), and Bella and Edward (or Jacob), to name a few.

We decided instead of listing all the famous ones, we’d talk about some of the other sci-fi and fantasy couples from our favorite books.

(Except that Kathryn just HAD to go and include Ron and Hermione. ~ Elizabeth)

(I regret nothing! ~ Kathryn)

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Geek Counseling: Life Seems Pointless without Anyone to Share it with

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Have a question you’d like to ask? Ask away. All submissions will remain anonymous.

Dear Jamie,

Something is deeply wrong with me, Jamie. I set myself up to get hurt over and over. I just want it to stop. The only time I feel alive is when I am loving or when I am hurting. The moments in between I am just going through the motions of dying. Everything seems so pointless.

I go to the gym. But for what? I eat. For what? I go to school, I work, I play music, I game, I maintain friendships, etc. But none of it matters if I do not come home knowing that someone is waiting for me to share my days with. Sure, family is great but it is not the same love. It is eros I seek.

I’ve been caught between ideas, philosophy, beer bottles, and poetry that I’ve forgotten who I am.

WTF is my problem. Am I missing something? Seriously WTF?

 

Signed,
Lonely

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Tales of Dating a Geek: Close Encounters of the Nerd Kind

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P8190723_smallPeople constantly ask me, “So! How did you meet your boyfriend?” I usually tell them I met him at a mutual friend’s birthday party…but… I purposely leave out the part where I first laid my eyes on him. Why you ask? Let me tell you.

It was nothing romantic nor fantastic. If anything it was more of a “Who-the-Fuck-Is-That?” moment.

The first time I ever laid my eyes on my future boyfriend, I asked my friend “Hey, who hell is that asshole that is hogging up the karaoke machine?”

After a few pop songs, all I could think about was, “Uh, can we have someone else besides this dude sing?”

Don’t get me wrong, the dude had a wonderful voice and jazz hands only a gay guy would be proud of. So was this man gay?

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An Apple Fanboy and Fangirl's Wedding

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“You may now update your Facebook status.”

In this wedding video, we see a couple that really loves each other and really loves Apple products.  They used multiple Macbooks as their “photobooths,” iphones at the altar to update thier Facebook statuses, and placed their rings on an iphone that has the Facebook iphone app open to their recently changed relationship status.

Very cute, very geeky.

10 Respondents Who Caught My Eye

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PG-13My Craigslist ad generated a lot of attention.

Disregarding the vast ocean of trolling accusations and penis pictures, I’ve received responses that are worthy of re-surfacing. These responses are all unedited, save for the information that has been omitted for security issues.

Also, I’d love to post pictures to accompany EVERY response, but that might be invading some sort of privacy. 

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Happy Singles-Awareness Day

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I’m at work. It’s Valentine’s Day- and I’m at work. It’s 02-14-2009 and everyone with girlfriends and boyfriends and people who want to be more than just friends are with their significant other. And I’m alone- at work. Hold on for just one second. Let’s do this from earlier in the week.

It’s the Friday before Valentine’s Day and Target is getting raided like the Bong-smoking Michael Phelps doll just came out. I’m here with my friend who is on a mission to buy a gift to ensure that when he spins his Ipod wheel to John Legend tomorrow he gets the green light from his girlfriend. Hold on again, let’s do this from earlier that day.

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The Difficulties in Finding a Geeky Lover

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A Comparison and Analysis of the Four Most Important Qualities of Desirable Women

 

After several painful hours/minutes of extensive research via instant messaging and e-mail conversations (and Dilbert comic strips), I’ve finally gathered enough data to support my hypothesis: smart and funny women who share similar interests with you and happen to be moderately attractive simply do not exist.

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Desperate on Craigslist

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My Craigslist AdIn my quest to find the perfect man, I decided that the best route to take was to troll the areas where he may be lurking. He won’t be buying me drinks at the bar. He won’t be reading a book at a local coffee shop. He won’t be playing basketball at the gym.

He will be on the Internets. Stealing my heart.

Therefore, I decided to publish an ad on Craigslist – because reaching the target audience is the first step towards love. And also because I’m moderately shameless. Kind of.

An important note: The geeks I manage to find (i.e. in the computer lab) rarely exhibit  a sufficient amount of confidence to talk (back) to me. I find it much easier to strike conversation with them through a medium in which they are comfortable, that is, through the computer. Also, I hardly ever post up my pictures, but had I left myself faceless, I would be subject to the stereotypes of being: (a) fat, (b) ugly, (c) a man, or (d) all of the above. Uh, not to say that none of those items apply?

Incidentally, within an hour of posting, my ad received approximately 50 responses from approximately 48 dipshits before getting flagged. (Yes, I’ll admit that 4% of them stole my e-breath away). In one unfortunate instance, however, I asked, “what’s your favorite [programming] language?” He responded, “you mean like english? [sic]” Time to take an alternate route, captain.

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