My hands hurt and my breathing's funny from inhaling tiny bits of the lawn and I'm kinda sweaty (ick!) after mowing the lawn, but I thought I'd check my e-mail before I hopped into the shower. Surprise, surprise, my brother sent me an e-mail. What did my dear, darling younger brother send me? A note telling me how his life is going? A good luck note on starting the new semester? Encouragement in my quest to obtain a driver's license? No, of course not. He sent me a link to The Geek Test. I scored 37.47535%, or "Major Geek," which is middling on the list of results, which ranges from "Geekish Tendencies" to "Dysfunctional Geek." I've a feeling my friends would score better than I. I am somewhat ashamed of this. Still, I wonder if my brother's surprised I didn't score higher. My dear, darling brother.
