When I first met those boys sitting around playing dice, I have to admit, I was mostly looking at the dice. I had recently started a collection, since I did not really collect anything else at the time and so I thought, “Oh my, isn’t that nice, they’re playing a game with dice,” although I might have not rhymed twice. Since then, the Geekdom has been good to me. It has provided me with virtually all my friends and all of my relationships. I have socked a lot of time into making myself a good geek, too (although I fail at it as much as I succeed). I watch all the right shows and read most of the right books. I have developed novel opinions on different things, learned to speak the language and the way I have tended to dress places me firmly amongst their ranks. I know it seems a bit contrived, in some ways, it is, but then again, fitting in has always been something a bit contrived for me, someone who, like most geeks, grates with a grim determination against any kind of catalog.

In a way, being a geek has become my class, not socio-economically, but like in D&D: ranger, wizard, druid, bard, sorcerer … geek! However, in spite of acquiring a considerable amount of levels in this class, I find myself at a point where I kind of want multi-class. I mean, you cannot reroll yourself, after all, all you can do is learn new skills, but then there you are, back at level one and you don’t even know what to call this class that you are trying to get in to? "Health nut"? "Climber"? "Jesus Freak"? I'm not sure, but maybe this time, I might want to take a look at the boys.

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