Atlanta strikes me again. I've have lost wallets. cd players, at DC before which i attributed to black hole phenoms but now..... NOW.... I bruised my little left toe badly this morning at my motel/prison and had to be pushed all away around Atlanta-Hartsfields by wheelchair' cause I literally banged it SO hard I could not walk well.

 

I had to be padded down by airport personnel in front to all passangers 'cause i had no time to get a screen or I'd miss my flight . To have some woman run her hands over my body and not even offer me cig or a hug afterwards...AND I was hurting with a badly bruised toe.

 

Needles to sayI cried for half the flight home 'cause I hurt, I didn't understand why guys stared at me NOT in costume and and why oh why the Atlantonian men well ....adjusted themselves and then stared May be a cultural thing I'm not privvy too?

 

I must say I've reconfirmed my repeated lust for geeks and nerds. They attract me first where muscles can't. And well having both may make a girl like me swoon.

 

But hookups.... I'm terrified I'll say something totally stupid in their world; bimbesque when I can't carry off being a bimbo.

SO, i cried.... the Con was over, my toe ached and I felt like a women's correctional inmate all in one day. It was kind of overwhelming,

 

I'm going to write my fantasical nonsense on my other blog and well fantasize not about airport security and their blue gloves but well someone else. I am totally crushi'on THAT dude I'd of asked him to send me an autographed picture of him in in a tie, labcoat but

NO pocket protectors.

Hate them.

 

He reminds me of my eigth grade science teacher and i adored him. I still have the paper i wrote about basically Creationism and dinosaur evolution... hey, i could happen and i was a Catholic then trying to cram my beliefs into science and make it fit.

He gave me an A.

 

Now science feels like a nice warm security blanket that wards off the stark cold of the feels. It's precise, and and even orders its chaos; I feel that I'm part of a whole; agod what's the word not mutation but an odd branch but I'm still attaxhed to the same tree.

 

You know what i mean. It's not as scary as being alone and being ostracized for being that round peg and lnowing,,,, just KNOWIng you'll mever be a square hole.

 

Science balances me, with its theorems and laws; and i feel constantly nourished by it.

 

Too much jargon I can't do beause of time and interest level but when it's balanced when it takes into all us regular people but doesn't dumb it down to stupidity, It's comforting, nourishing and well ....exciting.

" YES SIRS MAY I PLEASE HAVE SOME MORE"

MORE SCIENCE IN OUR SCIENCE FICTION."

 

 

You know who you are in there.... that little dark box that beckons me to turn it on and watch. I resist most of the time but not all.

 

Gotta go to bed; I will give you better hilights if/when my pics come through.

 

mK

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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