It is 4:40 AM. I’m listening to music that at anyother time would be entirely unbearable, in the last 4 hours I’ve watched more than (obtained 100% legally) anime and read more (obtained 100% legally) manga than most people have read, or rather, should read, in their entire lives. I have not talked to someone in person since 9:30 PM yesterday, the last time I actually talked to someone (over the internet of course) was more than 2 hours ago. In other words, it’s just been a normal day.
I have a strange feeling in the back of mind as I do this though. I’ve been out of contact with people for over 2 hours now, I feel as if I could be part of some kind of strange social experiment turned hollywood blockbuster. I imagine a panning shot pulling out of the view point of my eyes to reveal my desk, lit solely by a single lamp, and the light my monitors emit, to be encompassed by a pure and never-ending field of darkness. Being completely absorbed in my computers though, I haven’t noticed. By some kind of hollywood logic, even in this world with nothing but darkness, the internet still exists and functions properly.
This being a hollywood film of course, after about 5 minutes of dramatic music, opening credits, and dramatic panning shots of me in my world of darkness, I begin to realize what has happened. I begin to dig through all the news sites, looking for any evidence as to what actually happened. After several intense panning shots of me typing with incredible speed and looking disturbed, I realize that by some strange force, the Earth, and not just the Earth, but the entire Universe had begun to unravel. Somehow, my exact position allowed me to survive the event, and leave me stranded, at the end of time.
In a strange twist of fate, the last remaining human, and possibly being of our universe, is a nerd. In fact more importantly than that. I am the, “Last of the Nerds“.