We are the rulers of Nerdville

I'm upstairs working on the term paper for Ops. M is downstairs working on the term paper for Ops. We had to split up our workspace because apparently I still type too loud.

Anyway, we've just resorted to instant messaging each other. We are happily married, living in the same house, taking the same MBA courses, and we're instant messaging each other. About the term paper.

Because it's too damn difficult to actually stand up and walk upstairs/downstairs to have a conversation.

Gotta love technology.

(We've also resorted to flirting through instant messaging, but I'm not sharing any of that with you. It's just to serve as yet another example of our overwhelming dorkness.)