I just had to look up, in my handy-dandy pocket-sized dictionary, how to spell, genius.
Yes.
Yes, I did.
Sad.
Very...sad.
Also shows how truly, truly tired my brain is right now and will continue to be until the end of the semester.
Don't even get me started on how the hell I'm supposed to look up something in a book with a zillion words in it and how I have no clue right at the present moment of how to spell the word I am trying to look up.
Way to add to the stress level.
...and yes, I know that is one hell of a run on I just typed.
English degree in December!
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That word has made me pause before too. I sometimes want to spell it Genious. Don't feel so bad, you still are one.
Duke and RBB: Thank you for not making me feel like an idiot.
..and that is how I was spelling it, genious...funny.
Kind of.
GG: exactly. I mean, sometimes being this smart is simply a curse, that's all there is to it.
..and he was dyslexic and thought to be retarded for most of his childhood/teen years. His teachers thought there was no hope for him in the real world.
Trying to decide what to wear everyday was too much of chore, therefore he had only black clothes, or clothes that would easily go with each other. IE: black pants, white shirts.
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