um, hi. I’m not dead. I swear.

I’m awful sorry that I’ve been so absent of late. Life, sadly, has a way of screwing up schedules right when you don’t want it to, and that’s pretty much what happened. Ah well.

While I’ve been trying to cope with life’s little insanities over the past couple of weeks, the calmest moments have been coming at my job. You see, I am an office temp right now, and I’m currently assigned to a financial firm. The branch I’m working in is fairly relaxed, since it’s where all the paperwork gets shuffled and things get processed, but it’s still a financial firm and I’m wearing more suits and high heels than I ever have before.

I’ve been there for a few weeks now and I only just noticed something that made me think. I was jolted a bit out of my paper-shuffling stupor by an overheard comment across the cubicles: “You two are like Mario and Luigi!” *blink* now I’m not sure exactly what he meant by that statement since I hadn’t been paying attention to the conversation till that moment- whether the two in question were always seen with each other, were color coded, or were constantly rescuing inept princesses- but it made me sort of look around. I realized that I’d been working in a cubicle farm with distinctly geeky slant to it. There was a Hello Kitty toy here, a Transformer figure there- traces of geekdom dotted the desks.

The more I looked, the more I realized that this is the result of the total cultural saturation of things like Nintendo and anime. Now that I’m looking around more a bit, I realize that it’s everywhere I go, and on the one hand I’m glad to see that it’s more socially mainstream and accepted, but on the other I feel a little bit like my secret clubhouse has been ransacked. I dunno.

How does anyone else feel about it?

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One Comment on “um, hi. I’m not dead. I swear.”

  1. Blue Ink Alchemist Says:

    I’m glad you’re not dead, Katy.

    I wouldn’t worry too much about losing your geekdom just because everybody knows that Italian plumber or a certain azure-coloured hedgehog. We will still be able to gab about indie comics, debate the latest buzz on potentially-shoddy movie adaptations or sing songs like “Still Alive” quietly to ourselves to get the quizzical looks that identify us as card-carrying geeks.

    I don’t know if you remember, but we met at last year’s Otakon. Your autograph is right under Mookie’s in my Shakespeare joournal. I’ve been trying to write more prose (per your suggestion) but still have yet to find an outlet. Do you have any suggestions? I’d appreciate any input you might have.


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