I, David, am a nerd and a jerk

I hope I don't surprise anyone too much with my appearance here. This has been Lora's blog for a long time, but she somehow thought it would be OK if I were to contribute now and then. I have had permission to post for a while, but just haven't had much to say, until now.

First, the reason I am a nerd. I have had to accept the fact. I like nerdy things. I am in graduate school for math, I know a lot of trivial things and share those things all the time, whether this information is welcome or not. About the only thing that keeps me from going on and on is when one of our friends mentions, "Oh yeah, you are a spermologist!". Besides the word being like a brick thrown at me because it doesn't sound like something you would say in polite company, it is the fact that spermologist is slang for knowing tons of trivia. I even looked it up, further incriminating my nerdyness.

But the reason it is on my mind is because of last night, why I am a nerd. Please bear with me. My new position at work is Analyst for production systems. At least, that is the position I am working towards. They gave me an intermediate position until I got up to speed with some things, mostly programming. One of the languages that I should learn is call Python. From my programming experience in the past, doing a small project is usually the best way to learn, so I chose something I thought would be fun enough to keep me going. I am going to write a game based on the Settler's of Catan board game. I know, I know, pretty nerdy already, but it gets worse. A computer game made by the company has already been written and is available online. So, to try to remember all of the things I would have to do to write this, I played the online version a couple of times last night before bed. Even when I went to bed, I kept on having what variables I would have to declare, how they would interact, how to keep track of everything. It took me a bit for my mind to go to sleep.

Yup, I am totally and unequivocally, a nerd!

So, why am I a jerk too? Well, I'm not always a jerk. But sometimes, my jerkyness does come out. Again, last night is a good example. So there I am on the couch playing a game before bedtime. In my mind it is important and research. But all I am really doing is playing a game. Lora tells me she is tired and something about falling asleep for the 3rd time as she reads the same paragraph in her book. I didn't catch it very well because I was engrossed in my game.

She asks me, I think, if I am coming to bed with her. I don't even remember what I said as I paid no attention and continued on with the game. Anyway, I finish the game and put things away and go to bed. The first sign, at least to me, that all is not well is that the door is shut and all of the lights are out in the bedroom. I don't know why, but for some reason I thought she would be there reading still because it wasn't that late yet. I realize that I did mess up some, because we have a routine and if I do stay up later than Lora, I usually say prayers and read scriptures with her before she goes to sleep. I missed it last night.

It wasn't until morning when Lora confesses that she is still mad at me. That she was so mad at me last night that she locked the door for a while until she thought what good is that going to do in the long run. She had even thought about throwing my pillow and stuff outside the door to let me know where I should sleep.

Hmmm... Oh! Wow! I am a jerk! I don't know if I am a jerk, more for paying no attention last night and barely looking up from the laptop. That is being a pretty big jerk. Or was it worse that I didn't realize it, being clueless until the next morning. I don't know. You will have to tell me.