I am so fabulous, no really.

A proper post soon. Promise.
Meanwhile, here's a personality test.

You are a Generous Artist.

You are an Artist

Your appreciation of beauty, ability to think abstractly, and innovativeness make you an ARTIST.

Never one to be tied to a particular way of doing things, you let your imagination guide you in discovering different possibilities.

You would rather seek out new experiences than stick to your everyday habits, taking in as much of the world as possible.

Your eye for beauty and your willingness to consider different perspectives make your creative efforts interesting—even though you may not realize this yourself.

You prefer to think about things before voicing your opinion, considering a wide, diverse range of options.

While there are forms and styles that you prefer, you tend to keep an open mind when it comes to your artistic preferences.

You are curious about things, interested in the "why" more than the “how.”

You have an active imagination that leads you express yourself in a distinct way.


If you want to be different:

Be more open to risks in your creative efforts, and don't be quick to dismiss the praise of others.

Think about how attention to detail may help you be more sure of yourself.


How You Relate to Others
You are Generous

Your awareness of those around you, along with your nuanced perceptions of the world at large, makes you the GENEROUS person that you are.

You value time to yourself and understand how rich your private world can be—you know that you don't have to go wild to have a good time.

You are excited and energized by ideas and often enjoy things more through observation than through experience.

This tendency gives you an appreciation for different perspectives and opinions about the world.

Being as aware of others as you are doesn't mean you find it easy to trust them immediately—this is something that happens more slowly for you.

Despite this, you are aware of the complexities of many situations and are reluctant to pass judgments on others.

Although you have fewer friendships than some people, those that you have are meaningful and are important to you.

You value spending time alone—it is while reflecting on the world around you that you often learn something new about yourself or begin to understand something that's been bothering you.


If you want to be different:
Given how attuned you are to others' thoughts and feelings, you might find that trusting people more is a way to broaden your perspective even further.

While you know how much can be learned from observing the world around you, remember that much of life can be lived by experiencing it, not just by understanding it.



My Personal Dna Report


Idea stolen from here.

D'you think I still get to collect my $200?

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Extreme
Level 7 (Violent)	Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

Lazy Sunday afternoon post

Random iPod 10:

1) Do You Want To – Franz Ferdinand: You Could Have It So Much Better
2) Julia – The Beatles: The Beatles (White Album) [Disc 1]
3) Miles From Nowhere – Cat Stevens: Tea For The Tillerman
4) Up Around The Bend – Credence Clearwater Revival: Keep On Cooglin (Disc 2)
5) Don’cha Go ‘way Mad – Ella Fitzgerald: Lady Ella
6) Crackity Jones – Pixies: Doolittle
7) Chemical Smile – Everclear: Sparkle And Fade
8) They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbours!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhh! – Sufjan Stevens: Come On Feel The Illinoise
9) Tonite – Spiderbait: Tonight Alright
10) Auf Achse – Franz Ferdinand: Franz Ferdinand

I don’t know what that proves but I think that if I’d actually listened to that line up I’d be in a psych ward by now. Anyway, I swiped the idea from here. Do your own, share with me, I care. Really, I care.

Just because

Some people are always hard done by. Don’t try to compete even if they pressure you. It is just their thing in life and you need to accept it and move on. If you do try to compete, for whatever reason, you will find in very short order that they were abused as a child by Satan worshiping neo-Nazis whose penchant for panpipe music stalks them as they try to find relief in some kind of new age hippy store. Those bastards also killed select members of their family, killed Kenny, disappeared other family members, mutilated their teddy bear, made Teddy participate in some extremely bizarre S&M Hitler kinkorama picnic, as well as stealing their money. The evildoers also stole the memories [for up to eighty years] which were found whilst undergoing hypnotherapy with a therapist who was abusing them with a set of panpipes whilst ‘under’. The eureka moment will not help them in any way as they will need to spend another eighty odd years wallowing in their panpipe hell and sharing it with everyone who comes along. Nothing in your life will ever compare to the enormity of their life. Nothing. And they will never let you forget any moment of the above. So much so, in fact, that you’ll start wishing that you’d lived their life instead of them just so that you can get some kind of closure. You may choose to gnaw off an arm rather than get stuck with them for more than five seconds.
The next time you see them they will tell you about how they wished they had an arm to gnaw off but had unfortunately lost theirs in a nasty helicopter bungee incident in their youth. They did not choose to bungee but were forced into it by their controlling partner of the time. Their next controlling partner was rather sweet about the whole thing but was anally retentive and, despite loving them ever so adoringly if a trifle dictatorially, had them remove the other arm in the interests of symmetry. At this point you may be slightly confused to see the said limbs still attached to their torso in the usual manner but they will explain to you that this happened in their previous [or was that future? Time is such a funny thing.] life. They will then tell you that this was discovered by a hypnotherapist who was attempting to uncover their intimidating fondness for swastikas but who proved a charlatan and was later arrested for feeling the boobies of unconscious clients. One of the hands that shouldn’t be there will be fiddling with a breast at the time. As they tell you how they are haunted by those phantom limbs you will notice swastikas of varying sizes tattooed up their arm and a heavy gold signet ring with the same insignia on what would normally be a pinkie.
You will then hear the terrible tale of how they were tortured at school for having been born with an extra digit. As you point out that they presently only have five on each hand - if a little oddly placed, they will tell you how their stepfather removed their ring finger with an axe after an argument about sexual appeal and the likelihood of marriage. Had the marriage been to the stepfather it would have been okay but he was clearly mad with jealousy at the possibility of them sexing anyone else. At this point you will be contemplating how to escape and never see this person again and deciding whether it would be better to chew off another arm or to sew your mouth shut lest it once more betrays you into showing any interest. They will then throw themselves at you for a hug and cry about how you are the best person, the best friend, they’ve ever had before inviting themselves to your house. You will escape the terrible fate that awaits by having a lung spontaneously collapse as your body attempts to save you. When finally you escape hospital you will be walking the street one day and chance to see the whole performance enacted upon another stranger. You will sneak away. You will move cities and change your identity. You will forever live a certain edge of paranoia.



*Disclaimer: if you think I’m talking about you please seek some professional help/suicide/remain in a padded cell forever as your paranoia has clearly gotten the better of you. If this is your life story…oops….*

Being For The Benefit of Mr. Mark!

First things being first - the ubiquitous cat update [You know everyone’s doing it.]. This’ll make you laugh, no really, it will. The cat seems to no longer be dying. She’s not lingering. And she’s not dead. She’s made something of a recovery. In fact, you might say that it seems she was never really dying at all. Either the vet was wrong or the cat has superpowers because the sweet thing has not got cancer – or anything else, apparently. I may see my cat again. Yay.

First things also being second, I’d like to brag about my quiz stats, that’s the JtH quiz for those playing at home – first for the month. Oh finally it has happened to me.

Otherwise, otherwise nothing, I’m fucked. I’ve been working like a mofo and my hard work has been repaid in shitty wages, abuse, and cheap chocolate. It’s nice to be so loved.

To The LLL, my thoughts are with you; one day soon I’ll even work out how to use the fellytone.

And now, boys and girls, I’m off to watch Lost. I gotta get me some Naveen. [Oh Naveen, Naveen, what is it with the old ladies?]