Wow, did that come out sounding arrogant or what? Bonus geek points for unintentionally being insensitive when talking about technology, sure, but apologies for being a doof.
Coderlust is the business, can’t beat a good C or C++ project where you can code productively for days on end, and it feels like you’re completing a computer strategy game, not like working at all. I don’t think being able to code is a sexy trait, but definitely being able to think scientifically is.
I plead guilty to extreme coderlust.
Any girl who even understands the basics of HTML automatically jumps up about 50 places on my “to bone” list.
Interestingly though, i’ve actually experienced it coming from the other way:
My “Mrs Robinson” Moment
I was in my second year at Uni and was yet to turn 20. Hard is it may be to believe, i was even more sweet and innocent than i am now. She was a rather attractive 34yr old IT Lecturer in the Media Department who specialised in web stuff (both code and server).
Mates of mine were studying media (i wasn’t) and I met her briefly one night when i’d met up with some of the guys for drinks straight after a Web Usability lecture she had been taking and they’d attended. We chatted briefly for a while about some web-techy stuff then she left. I didn’t think anything of it.
A couple of nights later i was in a small computer room they had on campus at about 4 in the morning. I was (and still am) very much a night person so would often hit the computers at that time. I hated using the main computer room though as it would always fill up with drunken twats wanting to surf for porn after spending all night at some club without landing any tail.
The day before one of my mates had suggested that i try the small media computer room instead as he (correctly as it turned out) figured that no-one would know or remember that it was also there.
So this was where i was. And it was great - empty and peaceful.
Anyway, there i was when at about 4 she walked in. She was wearing a strappy top under a fleece jacket and pyjama-style trousers with a pair of flip-flops (no socks).
When she saw me there she blushed then explained that she hadn’t been able to sleep because a particular coding problem had been bugging her for days so thought she’d pop down and down to the computer room and give it another look. She apologised for her state of (un)dress and explained that there wasn’t normally anyone here.
Obviously i was just happy to get some unexpected eye-candy!
So she takes one of the other PCs and i go back to surfing the net. About fifteen minutes later though she turns to me and says that she just can’t figure out a solution to her problem, she’ll just have to scrap the whole web-app she’s been working on and start again.
Out of curiosity i ask her if i can take a look. She says “sure” and points me to the relevant files on the server.
Ten minutes later i’ve cracked it. She’s overjoyed and comes over to see how i managed it.
She comes over and leans down next to me to look at my code and, proud as punch, i start to explain my rather nifty solution to her problem and she listens attentively and,bubbling over with amazement at what i’ve written etc. etc.
I’m part way through explaining to her about how it was simple really, she just needed to be using 3D Arrays when i suddenly realise that:
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She is no longer leaning over my shoulder to look at the monitor. She is nibbling my ear.
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Thats not my hand down the front of my trousers.
The next morning i was woken by the sound of someone trying very hard to creep out quietly. She’d left a note on my desk apologising for her behaviour that she wasn’t normally like that and didn’t know what had come over her and it was probably best if we didn’t discuss this with anyone.
A couple of weeks later we met by accident in the computer room again. She blushed, apologised again and once again asserted that she didn’t know what had come over her.
an hour or so later, after i’d helped her write a few complex scripts that she’d been having problems with she proceeded to do it all again.
:eek: 
Sounds like she had coderlust. 
I’ve got coderlust. My bf starts talking about web scraping and early bindings and I go all hot and tingly.
I’m a coder myself, although I’m shy to say it. I’m a vb/asp .net developer and get picked on by all my c++ engineer friends. They scoff at my coding abilities. They don’t believe me when I tell them that I never use wizards to create my database connections, or that I write my html in notepad.
Ah yes, I can see the DVD collection now: Geeks Gone Wild, vol. 1000101
–IDB
Bwaha! That’s a good one…
I got a kiss (full on, on the lips) from one of my office mates because I managed to solve the problems he was having with his computer…
Lucky bugger.
–IDB
Well he did quite quickly realise again that I had a boyfriend. Hasn’t stopped him flirting though!
If I could find a cute girl to help me code…drool I don’t even know what I’d do.
Astrophysicist? Oh wow, you just might be the perfect woman.
I doubt that somehow. I’m far too obsessive about my work. 
Geekgirls…mmmmmmmmm. I’m more of a hardware geek, though I am making a slow attempt at learning Python, and of course write HTML4.01 Strict in Notepad:)
Notepad! Bah! I’ve been hacking Perl scripts in Emacs 
I’m more of a vi guy myself.
–IDB
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Vi is evil. Vi has no style. I hacked a Vi style editor in FORTRAN in a couple of hours
Angua, you’re so hot.
I just read about Emacs in Cryptonomicon and here you are, using that obscure reference.
Has anyone here ever tried their hand at phreaking?
Dammit! Where were these coderlust-enthralled women when I was in electronics school? Where are they now? [sub]Working in our software department. And married. sob[/sub] Oh, and Angua? You are an Official SDMB Babe[sup]TM[/sup].
Ooohh… 
Hmmm… Remind me not to post pictures of me wearing my autumn/spring jacket. From the look I got from one of my officemates, it looks good
ouisey, emacs rules. It is its own operating system, you can play games, write text, write just about anything, and has an in built psychoanalyst
Ah, yes, the ubiquitous Emacs vs. Vi debate; almost, but not quite, as volatile as the C++ vs. Java crusades. This link sums up the emotions involved: Emacs Vs. Vi Paintball
Really comes down to what ya need; I don’t need a word-processor when I write code, I just need tab-stops and reg-exps.
–IDB