Future Mythologies

A Textual Journey with Maxwell Von Bismarck

Friday, July 25, 2003

 
I received a letter yesterday announcing my acceptance into Mensa, the High IQ Society. About ten minutes later I started to wonder why I actually wanted to join in the first place. It must have solely been for the prestige and self-esteem boost, because looking at the Web site for the Delaware Valley Mensa chapter, where I will soon be moving, I see photos from their weekly meetings. A bunch of fuglies sitting at a round table in uncomfortable chairs, drinking warm soda from a 2-liter bottle someone brought. Perhaps there were also snacks someone made (I'm not going to post the link, that would be cruel. All you of sub-130 IQ, find it yourself!). I've had more fun at church youth group meetings. Seriously, it looks like I might enjoy my weekly staff meetings at my office job more. At least my office is full of very attractive people. My boss (I think she's my boss, it's hard to tell with the tiny amount of work I actually get done) is very cute, definitely the first cute boss I've ever had. Those office-sex fantasties (e.g. Boogie Nights) have become frightfully relevant. OK, it doesn't go that far. I spend most of the day looking at blogs and thinking about music and lunch.

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