My new neighborhood is, let's face it, a little scrappy. People are edgy and peirced and gothed up to the hilt. Everyone looks a little beaten down by life. I wore capri pants to work on Friday. I'm feeling a little out of sorts. More precisely, I'm feeling like an enormou-dork that stands out like a sore thumb. I feel like some suburbanite that's trying to be cool ("Hey, how about that local popular music band, eh?"), all the while people are rolling their eyes at me while they listen to Skinny Puppy on the number seven bus.

I love my neighborhood, but GAWD I need to toughen up. I am SUCH a geek.