I Wish I Was More of a Genius

When I watch shows like Sherlock or Numb3rs, I'm constantly sitting there asking myself: why can't I be smarter? Not to say that I'm not already smart - I have an IQ at around 140 points (the only reason I know this is because of my tendency to take IQ tests when I'm drunk, so it may not be a completely credible statement). But I yearn to be more intelligent, to understand more, to be able to look at something, to glance at a problem and have the answer ready. I love a good challenge.

I've been told that, due to my love of a challenge, that I have a very combative personality. I love a good argument, some intelligent banter, and, above all, verbal sparring. It isn't precisely an adrenaline rush when I can stump someone with a witty remark, but it comes pretty damn close. Maybe there's something wrong with me; maybe I'm poorly socialized. I prefer to look at it as pushing my limits. I am constantly seeking to prove myself, constantly trying to better my life.

And, like all people who strive to be more intelligent, I neglect my social niceties. I'm awkward and, in my pursuit to exchange knowledge, I forgo finesse for facts. For those who know me, if ever I have offended, please understand that I am not a malicious person. I'm not a snob. I'm simply just too caught up in how the world works to understand how to apply grace to the workings of the world.

That's really all I have today. I just want to make it known that I really love being smart, and I hope that I will somehow, someday, figure out how to be a more tactful person. In the interim, I will sit here and write about  how I'd rather talk about the evolution of aquatic mammals than the latest trend of TV shows. You can revel in the invincibility of a Tyrannosaurus rex with grabber sticks.