I am at a local coffee shop, sitting at a table with three Physics/Electrical Engineering students. A friend of mine just stopped by to chat about Romantic era literature and authors. (I live in a college town.) There are amazing amounts of knowledge floating about me right now...I LOVE IT! I love the smell of libraries, the crinkle of old book pages, the sound of a pencil scratching out the solution to a physics problem, quirky nerd jokes about chemistry/literature/math/etc. Knowledge...it thrills me.
Go ahead, call me a nerd. I accept it.