Written on an Airbed

Urgh, I've been ill.

So I haven't been posting on time. Sorry.

Something occured to me when Jack and I were watching the Star Wars trilogy the other day: I don't really like Star Wars that much.

I mean, it's okay. It's mildly entertaining enough, but I just can't get into it. I love to go to wikipedia and read all the biogs of the expanded universe characters, see what happened to everyone after the films and such, but the main three motion pictures themselves? I have trouble getting through them, to be honest.

The weird part is, I keep buying the box sets. In '97 I made Mum buy me the remastered videos for my birthday. I was only 9 years old, but I knew that I was a geek and that I should own and 'love' these movies.

When the DVD boxset came out last year I rushed out and bought it(admittedly using my employee discount). I got home and watched them all, not really enjoying it, but wanting to be able to say I'd done it. To really prove my 'nerd' credentials.

What is ridiculous is that I don't need to. I have enough 'clever person' hobbies that I don't need to go around telling people that I can quote the entire Battle of Hoth to them backwards or whatever. Yet I still feel like I should.

The cult of geekdom is weird. And a good name for a band/album.

16 February, 2007 - 16:42

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