geek love.

i ran into someone yesterday who i really think i rather would not have. it happened in midtown (as so many unfortunate encounters do), just before the roommate's play (which, incidentally, was very good). there had been rumors of her lurking around the area, living for free in her grandmother's rent-controlled apartment on the upper west side. i figured that since i try really hard not to ever venture above 23rd st, i wouldn't have to worry.

and, of course, i was wrong.

i didn't notice her at first--i was wrestling a chunk out of this cookie i was mangling, a task which truly required herculean amounts of concentration, but she called my name and i had no choice. for a few fleeting seconds, i thought that maybe, just maybe, she would have somehow miraculously reverted to being human since college. not so, oh fleeting hope.

the true tragedy of this girl (to whom we shall refer as sashimi) is that once upon a time, she was fabulous. she knew a lot about art and dance and drugs and sex and when i first met her, i thought she was amazing. and then as time dragged on, she became vapid and superficial. everything was about one-upsmanship and how she was going to score drugs and that she was totally going to hook up with this boy because he was, like, so hot.

it got old fast.

lordy mama, i hate it when friendships just kind of stop. though i recognize that change and evolution are necessary steps in individual fulfillment, why is it that for so many people, that step basically involves the stripping of those things that make them so wonderful and the affectation of that which makes them "cool?"

perhaps this is why i'm so fond of geekers, be they closet or overt. they don't allow the social dictums of what constitutes "cool" to prevent their pursuit of the interesting, fun, esoteric and just plain truly "cool."