You’re not a nerd god; you are a poseur. I am the penultimate nerd goddess, because it comes naturally, and I have no social skills. See, you still have social skills, and you didn’t take three semesters of technical calculus in two. You don’t do derivatives and integrals for fun, like I do. I literally do have two different graphing calcs within 20 feet of me at any given time when I am at home. I literally do have atlases that have ancient maps within 20 feet of me. Yes, I run movie night for our sci-fi group. You need to be like that to be a true nerd; trying to be a nerd doesn’t count. Be aware of what is around you. If you walk into your office at home, and you have three computers sitting off to the side that you swear you are going to part out and do something with, but never do, four cardboard boxes full of cabling, you desk is made of two sawhorses and plywood, and everything around you is functional, and not attractive, you are a nerd. If you can open up your drawers, and there are two graphing calcs, 18 years worth of coding books, and if you kept all your books from college of interest (like history, philosophy, any coding books, machine language), you are a nerd.
If you have to actively create your environment to be nerdy, you are not a nerd. It is just a natural state.
I also run our business intelligence df/w group. I spend time fighting with others on the potential ways for Galactica to network without tipping off the Cylons. I hang out with people that dress as Klingons and the Borg Queen. I wish I looked like Six of Seven.
I am a major philosophy buff, and can answer all bible questions on jeopardy, much to my lament.
I am function over form, and I can’t decorate worth crap. I have to hire other women to do the girly stuff around my house.
I can’t get laid to save my life, and men are scared of me. I don’t understand normal women, and I am literally just one of the guys. I am a maverick, and say things just to piss people off. I make fun of attractive and stupid women, and men who use more hair product than me. I can’t stand sales.
I live for the next season of BSG; I am pissed that firefly is no longer on. After BSG, I am the first to post on our message board to start the debates.
I have no children.
I don’t have cats.
I can kick most guys’ butts when it comes to technology, and do it naturally.
I can read code better than I can speak English.
Anyway, that’s the difference between you and me. 