Ah, well. I've been drowning my "bleh, I'm so siiiiick!" woes in the interbutts, which is always cathartic. ~_^ Reading a lot of fic, looking at hilarious pictures, and, of course, trawling YouTube! I swear, you guys, that site rules so hard. It's convinced me that all Lou Diamond Phillips does is go around to different bars and do karaoke of sad country songs, then makes a guest appearance on a few TV shows. Not too shabby!
Also, this commercial has been playing for MONTHS now and I crack up every time I see it. For those of you not familiar with Geico, it's a car insurance company.
The sad thing is, that pothole sounds like a few of my friends. My accent isn't that bad yet, but I suspect it won't be much longer before I can do a spot-on impression? Maybe I should be scared and junk?!
'kay bye!
Your result for The Personality Defect Test...
Spiteful Loner
You are 57% Rational, 29% Extroverted, 86% Brutal, and 43% Arrogant.
You are the Spiteful Loner, the personality type that is most likely to go on a shooting rampage. In high school, you were probably that kid who wore all black and who sat alone in a corner of the lunch room, drawing pictures of dead babies. You are a rational person and tend to hold emotions in very low-esteem; not only that, but you are also rather introverted, meaning you probably bury any emotions you feel deep inside yourself, like all of the bodies in your backyard. Combine these traits with your dislike of others and your brutality, and it seems that you would be quite likely to shoot innocent people in a rampage. Most likely, you also have low self-esteem. Hell, I get low self-esteem just looking at you. This is only yet one more incentive to go on a shooting rampage, because you wouldn't care if you died as a result. Granted, you probably haven't gone on a shooting rampage and probably never will, but all the motivations are there. All you need is for someone to push you over the edge, calling you names and belittling you. Like me. But don't shoot me. I have a 101 mile-long knife, you know. In conclusion, your personality is defective because you are too introverted, brutal, insecure, and rather unemotional. No wonder no one hangs around you, you morbid, cold-hearted freak!
To put it less negatively:
1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive.
2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.
3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle.
4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.
Compatibility:
Your exact opposite is the Televangelist.
Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Capitalist Pig, the Smartass, and the Sociopath.
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If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.
The other personality types:
The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
Be sure to take my Sublime Philosophical Crap Test if you are interested in taking a slightly more intellectual test that has just as many insane ramblings as this one does!
About Saint_Gasoline
I am a self-proclaimed pseudo-intellectual who loves dashes. I enjoy science, philosophy, and fart jokes and water balloons, not necessarily in that order. I spend 95% of my time online, and the other 5% of my time in the bathroom, longing to get back on the computer. If, God forbid, you somehow find me amusing instead of crass and annoying, be sure to check out my blog and my webcomic at SaintGasoline.com.
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AHAHAHAHA! Is that a sad person texting in a tree? Oh laws. Damn, I rule.
"Young Guns" made me happy in my pants. Now I'm off to watch Henry Rollins be all hilarious and stupid. YES.
- Mood:
accomplished
( One Day With God )
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My dad made some pretty epic chicken yesterday. I don't know what he marinated it in, nor do I know what he baked with it, but holy shit, was that some good stuff. In fact, I'm such a fatty that I bit my finger while trying to shovel a piece in my mouth. Om nom nom.
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I woke up this morning to a flat tire - HOORAY! Since I have NO idea how to change a tire, I ended up asking Dad to take me to work, where I called AAA and had them tow it to Pigford's (my mechanic). Turns out I'd run over a nail but they were able to plug the hole and now everything is back to normal. I wasn't too concerned about having to get a new tire, but money-wise everyone's Christmas would have sucked.
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I kind of wish that more people wrote Rob Morrow/David Krumholtz RPS. It's really kind of hot with the whole 16-year age difference between them; however, Rob has called David "Daddy" in real life before that and that amuses me. 'Cause hello, Rob, your "daddy" is actually young enough to be your son. BUT THAT'S OKAY. Because unlike "Numb3rs" fic, where Don is a permanent top, I prefer to reading Rob bottoming. He's just got it like that.
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irena_adler has some of the hottest damn Numb3rs fic around. Nnngh. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm vaguely disturbed that both my mother and I would sleep with Lou Diamond Phillips. Not at the same time, though. That would just be gross.
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AAAAAAaaaaaand yeah. I didn't really have anything super important to post about, but I like to ramble. ^_____^
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Slash' Snakepit
Seriously, you guys. This has been my favorite song of the year and every time it comes on the radio I start dancing. EVEN WHEN I'M DRIVING IN THE CAR. ♥ ♥ ♥
- Mood:
bouncy - Music:"Say Hey" - Michael Franti & Spearhead
Other than that, this looks to be a lazy Saturday. Last night I went over to Megan's house so we could watch stoner movies and eat a delicious supper. First we had to watch the episode of True Blood that she had DVR-ed, then we watch the first movie, ate, then her friend Amanda and her kids came over so we hung out with them. After they left we watched the new episode of Numb3rs, watched the second movie, talked about fic stuff, and I left about 1:30 in the morning.
You know, at my age I should be going home from a big club or party, all strung out on random drugs, but instead I'm turning into one of those "dinner and a movie" old ladies. Mmm, pasta, garlic bread, chicken wings and sweet tea! Ah well. ♥ But apparently I was more tired than I thought 'cause when I got home I immediately crashed. I remember getting up later on to use the bathroom, but I don't remember going back to bed. You know you're getting old when just chilling at a friend's house wears you out. ;-)
Also also? I bought a most righteous pirate hat. The color of the feathers and trim match some lingerie that I already own. HUZZAH!
However, I'm sick today. :P I don't know if something was going around or what, but I woke up with a sore throat and a stuffy nose. Been coughing too, but I'm not too worried about it since it's a not a dry cough. Eh, whatev. I'd rather be congested than be nauseous, so I'm currently sipping some nasty-ass TheraFlu and hoping whatever bug I've managed to catch goes away soon. D:
- Mood: accomplished
- Music:"Bleeding Me" - Metallica
Anyway, on Thursday I went into the kitchen to retrieve the bowl I'd brought my lunch in and Travis was at the sink watering one his bamboo plant. We both said "hi" and I jokingly asked if he'd given his plant a name, and he said no but he was open to suggestions. I told him that he should name it Obadiah and he started laughing and said, "That's a great name, but I'm not Amish!" I told him that I meant Obadiah Stane from Iron Man and he was all, "OMG, that's awesome! What other comics do you read?" We talked a little bit about comics and other geek stuff, but we were both headed out the door to go home. Anyway, the next day he said "Good morning!" and we had lunch together. I HAVE A NEW DORKY BUDDY AND I AM THRILLED! ^_________^
- Mood: accomplished
Aside from that, however, today wasn't bad at all. I spent most of it lazing around in my pajamas and watching reruns of "America's Next Top Model" and then starting the Tennessee vs. Alabama game. Tennessee lost, as we are wont to do. *sigh* What can I say? The Crimson Tide has a pretty good team this year. Also, the leaves are so pretty, you guys. I just have to look out of my back door and I'm greeted with a mural of reds, yellows, oranges and greens. I ♥ autumn.
Last but not least, I had Caribbean food tonight! It was so good! Curried venison, something made out of yams and coconut milk, a shrimp and rice dish...man, the list goes on. Lots of curry, which is A-okay with yours truly. \o/ Our guests were a couple who live on the island of Antigua as missionaries and they're trying to raise money and support to go back and continue their work. They're also trying to put together a team to go there next summer, and I'd love to go! So the whole evening was a lot of fun - people sharing stories, food, and working towards a common goal. Awww.
- Mood: chipper
( RAW was pretty epic last night... )
Also, I'm digging Jeff Hardy's new haircut, lack of stupid facial hair, new tattoo and wedding band. Maybe he's trying to make himself less "pretty" to all of the big burly men in prison? ;-) (I'm never going to let this one go, folks.) Seriously, though, I'm all for the clean-cut look right now. I've spent years and years lusting over tatted-up, greasy people and frankly, my sex drive needs a break. So. Jeff, you're cute. <3
WTF, estrogen? When did I turn into everyone's mother? :P
With that I go to bed! GOOD NIGHT!
- Mood: cheerful
Something tells me I need to watch what I eat late at night!
Also, Voldemort has proven himself to be a cold-blooded animal killer like yours truly! Last week he killed a squirrel and he just got a mouse 15 minutes ago. Just got back from looking at it and praising his mad skills. Eee! I love my brave little hunter. :D
- Mood:
amused
Unfortunately, I forgot to bring AA batteries for my camera so if we were to have off-beat shenanigans there would be no photographic evidence. Eh, I look like ass today anyway. The only real picture I want is of Mary's face when I totally pwned my front bumper on the curb in front of their apartment.
Y'know, I started this entry like an hour ago but between "Futurama" and the rest of the online world I've yet to finish it. So yeah, I'm gonna do that now. Then it's off to either pester the cats or LOL at my hosts. :::GLEE:::
- Mood: content
- Music:"Futurama"
First off, two of my most favorite people in the world have made it online!
My Grandpa T. (he's the one in a picture I posted a while ago of a young man playing the fiddle)
http://www.mc.vanderbilt.edu/houseo
Also, Brian has made it past the realm of MySpace and landed on ModBlog at BME!
http://news.bmezine.com/?s=brian+wo
I really need to visit Brian's new shop - haven't seen him since last Christmas. :\
Well, my car is ready for its big trip! My dad showed me how to change the oil in it this morning so the next time it needs to be done, I can just do it myself and save quite a bit of money. All of the fluid levels have been checked and adjusted, the tires have been rotated, etc. Now it's just up to the driver to not kill either herself or her passenger on I-40. D:
I love my pretty MVP icon. *blows kisses*
- Mood: accomplished
(But five felony drug charges? Fuck.)
It's SO pretty outside, guys. The weather is finally cooling off and the leaves are JUST starting to change colors. <3 Fall has to be my favorite season...*stares off into the distance*
AND I'M GONNA BE DRIVING THROUGH APPALACHIA IN A FEW WEEKS SO OMG YAY FOILAGE!
And now I'm done. :D
- Mood: hopeful
I AM THRILLED, YOU GUYS. Not only are tattooed couples hot as hell (and now I can dream of having a threesome), but now I'm getting ideas of Punk/Lita/Edge/Matt/MVP orgies. *rubs hands together evilly* we shall see. Part of me sort of wants Lita to get back into wrestling to make some great Punk/Matt storylines and then we can MVP and Edge feud over Matt. Basically 'cause Matt is MVP's man and Edge is just a slut.
BUT HE'S A VERY PRETTY SLUT.
(Also, in my mind his attraction to Matt is the whole reason for the real-life love triangle - which, in turn, brought us "The Re-enactment". That Hardy Show clip showed the world just how mentally unbalanced Matt Hardy really is.)
Man, the possibilities due to this relationship are endless... <3
Holy shit.
I am SO TIRED OF THAT DAMN MOVIE/BOOK/TRAVESTY. So I marched back and grabbed "The Lost Boys." When the cashier was ringing my rentals up, this guy behind me said, "Now THAT'S a vampire movie!" and those girls gave us the nastiest look. Seriously, though, if you want a good modern-day vamp movie, the Boys will do it for ya. No, it'll never top "Bram Stoker's Dracula", but it's still fucking awesome. AND NOBODY SPARKLES. (Also, it's the only time I'll ever find Kiefer Sutherland attractive. Y'know in spite the mullet and the lazy eye.)
Anyway, I am quite ashamed that I've never fangirled over this movie before. Now I must redeem myself by raping the internets for pictures and well-written fanfic. However, I don't want any Sam, Michael, Edgar or Alan in it because the good guys are fucking lame. LAME, DO YOU HEAR ME?! *fistshake*
- Mood:
curious
Of course, Voldemort isn't too terribly thrilled about this turn of events. He's already chased both of them up trees this morning. Each time he walked back into the house and looked at me like, "Does Voldie have to kill a bitch?" Poor cat. He acts like he doesn't remember being a feral kitten. (Considering how many often he runs and hits his head on shit I really don't doubt it.)
Anyway, Megan and I saw "Inglorious Basterds" (yes, that's how they spelled "bastards" on the movie poster) last night and HOLY CRAP. I'm usually not a big fan of Tarantino movies but this one was crazy. Hell, even Brad Pitt was likeable and I'm certainly not his biggest fan. For some reason, though, I always like him when he's playing some redneck jackass. <3 Of course, since I'm a douchebag my favorite character was SS soldier Hans Landa. I couldn't help it, people! He was a total asshole but he was just so hilarious. I recommend this movie to you guys, even if it was quite bloody.
- Mood: cheerful
Fuck y'all, it's FUN to flail around and be an idiot. <3
Also, I downloaded a shit-ton of Christian (the wrestler, not religon, LOL) icons at work during my lunch hour and forgot to upload them to Photobucket. Fail. It's hilarious, the vast majority of them are Christian/Jericho slash from instant-classic.org so if he ever visits that fansite he's in for a surprise.
...or IS he? ;-)
In other news, I had a dream with the song "I'm On A Boat", but it was re-done X-Men style and Professor X was all gangster and shit. I win so hard. That was hilarious...
Well, it's Friday night and I have nothing left to say except for OMGYAY SMACKDOWN WOOWOOWOO. I'm such a tool and I love it!
- Mood:
hyper
Happy Birthday isilrandir!!!
I WON'T LET THOSE ZOMBIES FUCK UP YOUR BIRTHDAY, YO.
(Even though I'm still totally jealous over those cupcakes that Nick baked! I wanted to eat them! ^^)
- Mood:
busy
I'll start off, then the rest are behind a cut.
I'm not sure whose legs those are; judging by how fucked up they are and the camo pants I'm willing to bet that it's Matt. But oh God, HHH's FACE IS HILARIOUS.
( I need a life )
Yeah, okay so it mostly ended up being Matt/MVP. STFU, THEY ARE MY OTP.
Also,
flaming76 and I are talking on AIM and she can remember me being in love with Jeff years ago. I DO NOT REMEMBER THIS AT ALL AND AM THEREFORE TICKLED BEYOND BELIEF. She was all, "When did you switch from Jeff to Matt?" and my reaction was, "I liked JEFF?!"See y'all later! <3
- Mood:
dorky
Y'know, in spite of the disgusting humidity at every turn (and the fact that Bon Jovi has been played on the radio TWICE since I started this entry), this weekend has gone pretty well. Yesterday I slept in and wore my muumuu all day, and while that didn't happen today, it's still been really awesome. It's a nice change from the continuous storms we had at the beginning of the week. Makes me feel like I'm 7 years old again and flopping around with my brother, sister and friends.
( Oh, to be young again )
- Mood: happy
