You know you're married to a Geek when:
*You actually understand the meaning of “bit torrent” and no longer think it’s some kind of horrible mouth sore.
*Using skype for long distance phone calls is normal.
*You bought this t-shirt not just because it was super cute, but because you actually knew what it meant.
*It was the sexiest thing your husband’s ever seen you wear.
*When your husband asks you to do a bandwidth test, you do so without a problem.
*You consider sitting across from one another, each on laptops while sharing files “quality couple time.”
*There are three computers in your living room and you’re not one bit freaked out.
*You have nothing but pity for all those people with adware and spyware eating up their hard drives.
*You know you’d be one of them if not for your resident Geek.
*Who knew a building a .NET Framework could be so sexy?
*Using skype for long distance phone calls is normal.
*You bought this t-shirt not just because it was super cute, but because you actually knew what it meant.
*It was the sexiest thing your husband’s ever seen you wear.
*When your husband asks you to do a bandwidth test, you do so without a problem.
*You consider sitting across from one another, each on laptops while sharing files “quality couple time.”
*There are three computers in your living room and you’re not one bit freaked out.
*You have nothing but pity for all those people with adware and spyware eating up their hard drives.
*You know you’d be one of them if not for your resident Geek.
*Who knew a building a .NET Framework could be so sexy?
3 Comments:
I love the T-shirt!
I won't harangue you with my "so bloated it's pre-menstrual programming" rant.
Holy crap, you just described our household. ROFLMAO!!! Your DH and my DH would get along famously! :)
I always make fun of H by saying, "I'm uber l33t, muahahahahhaha!". Or by making fun of the people on Runescape by saying, "phr33 st00f pl0x!" hahahha!
So obviously you have the key tomy house and have been spying on me and my geek...er...husband...
;-)
Geeks rule, man.
xoxo
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