You have to find actors to portray You, your Love Interest, your Parents, your Best Friend, and your Worst Enemy in the "Movie Of Your Life"... Eh, so here goes.
( Where's the beef? Here it is. )
Yeah, so that's it. Whatever.
| You Are An INTP |
![]() You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can. Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge. Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat. A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it. In love, you are an easy person to fall for. But you're not an easy person to stay in love with. Although you are quite flexible, you often come off as aloof or argumentative. At work, you are both a logical and creative thinker. You are great at solving problems. You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor. How you see yourself: Creative, fair, and tough-minded When other people don't get you, they see you as: arrogant, cold, and robotic |
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Hit and miss, I think. "Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat" is totally wrong. I actually love trivial chit chat. That's why Seinfeld amuses me so much X3
My biggest pet peeve is people who don't shut up and people who talk and chew with their mouths wide open and full of food. Still has to do with talking, though.
Everything else is on the money, I think, except I haven't met someone who thinks I'm "arrogant, cold, and robotic." Ha, and a mathematician... I think I'm more of a combination of these results and Morg's results.
The part about love made me sad, though... Ouch.
Went in to get a new prescription for my glasses and decided to go for contacts as well. I picked out this new pair of frames that are Lennon-esque (opting for Transitions lenses as well, which was one of the big reasons I wanted new glasses), and I really love them, but for the life of me I couldn't put in a single contact lense. The lady there said I can come back and try again if I can hold my eyelids open and hold my finger parallel to my eye without blinking, but I can already do that. The thing is putting the bloody contacts all the way in without my eyelids forcing themselves shut just enough so my humongous eyelashes don't flick the lenses away.
-sigh-
I'm probably going to pussy out of getting the contacts and stick with looking like a Beatle.
Had to drive to Fourchon (about an hour) and back to pick up my dad at the port and get him a new phone because he broke his (the second time he's broken a hand held device on that damn boat - first his iPod, now this phone). Focusing on the driving actually kept me awake, though. I don't feel like I've been up for over 24 hours. Coolio. And dad gave me gas monnehs :3
And no, don't worry Morg, I wasn't being stupid. I knew I was going to be more than capable of driving ^_^;
Although I probably deserve a talking to since I didn't get any rest since last night and you, as always, told me that I needed to >.>
So yeah, small, silly update. Haven't pulled 24 hours in a while. Not like it's a big deal... I'm gonna sleep like a dog tonight, though.
I also found out that my dad isn't going to make it to my cousin's wedding, so we'll be paying him a visit in Austin about a week after dad gets off the boat to make up for that. Heh, and then I'll try to be going to the wedding by hitching a ride with other relatives (or drive there myself), so I get two trips to Austin~
I guess that's all I wanted to say. Don't mind me -cough-
This better become typical, or else I'll be severely disappointed.
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ecstatic
About three or so years ago I was involved in a bit of a fender bender that completely ruined my first vehicle. Since then, I've had to rely on other people for transportation. Lame.
So, tell 'em what he's won! A BRAND NEW (actually, used) CAR!
Yeah, after three years, I've finally gotten my hands on a new pair of wheels to call my own. It's a 2008 Chevy Cobalt LT sedan. Not the fanciest thing in the world, but it's an '08 and we got a pretty sweet warranty to go with it. Technically the car was mine yesterday, but we had some trouble finding some affordable insurance (my previous accident surely didn't help - oh, and for the record, Progressive isn't so progressive) and was finally able to drive it home today.
One step closer in my move to Austin. I'd need my own wheels after all.
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bored
These spoilers for the newest Bleach chapter are the best spoilers in the history of spoilers.
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naughty
So here's one of two stories I'll likely chronicle in my livejournal: Deus ex Machina. It's sort of a mecha, I guess, since it has mobile suits and whatnot. Anywho, even if you don't like that sort of genre (truthfully, they usually aren't my bag), give it a read! It's fun, so do it. Do it. Do it. Go on, do it.
by Cody Savoie
Warning: This story contains coarse language, violence, and maybe a little blasphemy, so if you find any of that shit offensive, go shove a fork in your goddamn eye and don't read it.
Also, I do have a character here named Lucien... Funny thing is I came up with the character before I ever knew the person. I don't want to change the name though, and it's pronounced differently anyway. It's more like loo-sh-yah, in other words, the way it would be pronounced in French, so please keep that in mind. Okay? Cool beans.
( Read Chapter I )
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creative
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peaceful
Sweet, tropical warmth!
Okay, enough of this mundane, boring crap -wipes hands- story's over, kids. Now go to bed.
- Mood:
jubilant
Son of a bitchcake it's colder than it was last night!
Feels Like
25°F
I actually have my pea coat and scarf on. All that's left is a driver's cap and a pair of fingerless hobo gloves. Oh, and a British accent.
"Ello govna, could I bum a light? It's a bit taters in 'ere, seems my garbage barrel no longer has flame."
I wouldn't complain if I had some manner of heat.... some sort of contraption to circulate warm air, the temperature of which myself to be determined, throughout the entire residence. If only some miracle of magic existed such a thing!
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cold
I've got my power back, thank the gods. But why oh why the hell is the heater not kicking on? Plus, I also have to go back shopping for groceries since there's no doubt the milk and some foodstuffs went bad in the fridge.
Nevertheless... Oh, my computer! Oh, my cat! Oh, my god it's still cold!
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cold

