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12:17AM - Wednesday December 10, 2003 Let me extoll the virtues of the Geek Boy as a fine breed of boy to date. As a rule they are shy, kind of awkward, but you know what? They take off their glasses in bed, and only you get to see their lovely eyes. Also, they bloom with a bit of ego-stroking and petting, damn! they're grateful for female attention! They don't take it for granted, ever. I've dated quite a few Geek Boys in my time, and probably had crushes on quite a few more. I don't know what it is. I fall for the sweet, funny, gawky ones--they make me laugh, they treat me like the goddess I am, they're interested in a lot of the stuff I'm interested in or will at least understand an obsession with like, for instance, Spike on BtVS. I don't even go for the conventionally handsome--if they're sweet and make me laugh, it doesn't matter to me what they look like. Many years ago, I had a massive cruch on this boy, and he was pudgy, slightly hunchbacked, but damn, he made me smile like noone else did at the time. I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the twinkle in his blue eyes, or his niceness, or what. Unfortunately, he was afflicted with the fatal flaw that many Geek Boys have: Inertia. Basically, if you want a Geek Boy of your very own, you're oging to have to make the first move, because they probably won't. I did not understand the way of the Geek Boy so completely at that time, I'm a much more experienced woman now. That geek boy didn't get me because he didn't make a move, even when we were snuggling after I told him I had a crush on him. Didn't make a move. Inertia. I have weapons that can crush this inertia now--they are confidence and assertiveness. Some would call it brazenness. Some would even call me 'hussy,' but I scoff at them. Who's happy now, eh? Who's happy now? And that would be me. Thank you very much.
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