. . . . . entries for 30.11.06 . . . . .
I was thinking the other day of changing my blog layout. If I were to do this, it probably would not happen until January (i.e. after college things are less of an issue). But should it happen at all?
| You Are Very Mature |
 Even though you may not always feel like it, you're a full fledged adult. And while everyone should be as mature as you, most people aren't! |
. . . but if I changed one answer, I became borderline mature-immature. :P So there you go.
The Warrior, with all its multitudes of Borat articles, is coming out tomorrow. :P I don't think people will actually lynch me - unless they don't read my article, just the title. Then they'll lynch me.
Oh well.
Stat homework. I have lots of it. And I have a block and a half free tomorrow. So I should do it now, so I don't have to do it then, but it's so hard to get myself out of the damn procrastinatory habit. :P
Also: I am going to The Unexpected Guest tomorrow! Who else is coming?
Foom. Lunchtime blog attack GO.
I actually got on Blogger to write a health journal, which I will go do right after this. I don't actually have a lot to blog about; today was unusual, but in the usual ways, for the most part. Two tests - one open-note in German, the directions of which only I read, and one in physics, unimpressive in difficulty - and much tomfoolery.
And a strange remark. Perhaps not as strange as I take it to be, but strange. I guess poetry in German class begets strange things.
. . . . . entries for 29.11.06 . . . . .
| Your EQ is 140 |
 50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick! 51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese. 71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely. 91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that. 111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt. 131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin. 150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar. |
I took this test a while ago and got some deplorable score. I wonder if I actually improved, or just pretended like I did. :P
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang but a freaking lot of English homework.
. . . . . entries for 28.11.06 . . . . .
Cheerier song: I am excited for the modernist/romantic comp/contrast paper/poem (har/har) I must write for Thursday, because I think I will do a poem half in Wordsworth's dreamy, grammatically-correct lilt, and half in Eliot's intense, fragmented style. SO GOOD.
Hey, it's a snapshot from an old bikepath-mongering video!
It is probably indicative of some weird subconscious somethingorother that I am attracted - unawares, until I actually think about it - to photos of one Mr. Ferraro in which his eyes are in shadow and kind of creepy-looking. (He is, in case this was not obvious, rather mentally stable - he got "slight" or "very slight" on all the depression test results. :P That he hasn't done the reasonable thing and found a nice way to break up with me yet is somewhat perplexing, but I suppose it is evidence that he is not entirely "well-adjusted" after all.)
I take solace in the fact that my entire environment seems just as manic depressive as I am.
I think I want to go back to junior year.
On the bright side, I'm no longer leaking.
I wrote KAFKAinyourBASEMENT on my hand today during physics (one of the good parts). I think I will eat the rest of the film by taking a picture or two of it - it's rather stylish, and rather fitting.
There comes a point at which no music, no number of down comforters and pillows and hands over your ears can hide the sound of skittering, tumbling, a horrible vermin two floors below, fighting its way up the stairs and to the surface.
I got back my Kafka In My Basement essay today, which is good, because I have to send a recent, graded paper to Middlebury. (They probably want something more like my Snow White essay. Ah well. I'll think about it.) Ms. Moore drew two smileyfaces on it, and gave me an A+. I'm proud of that paper, proud of what I felt when I wrote it - defiance, innocent, hopeful denial. "Skitter on, Kafka," I wrote. Like I could ignore it forever. Like it would stay docile, crawling hopelessly on the floor, forever.
I have a feeling I'm going to think this is melodramatic in a matter of hours, if not minutes. Screw it.
It's almost like my entire day was tailored to making me feel awful. There were good parts - I know there were, I remember them - but some things are too ludicrous, too cruel in their circumstance. Teen depression and suicide day in health; a class of people most of whom had pretty obviously never sat up all night, reminding a friend why life is worth living, talking about signs and causes and prevention like they know. They look at me funny, as if I'm speaking another language, when I say the word "hope," and brush it off as too romantic, too abstract to really pull someone back from the edge.
We started reading The Heart of Darkness in English today, but that's just literature, and it's about Britain and Africa, about history - who gives a damn, right?
In spite of the evidence to the contrary, I can hardly put together a sentence in my brain right now. I guess I'll stop rambling. I guess I probably shouldn't have put this up on my blog where everyone can read it, but hell, we already know I show symptoms of bipolar disorder lite and SAD - why not go into more depth? :P
| Disorder | Your Score |
|---|---|
| Major Depression: | Slight |
| Dysthymia: | Moderate |
| Bipolar Disorder: | Slight-Moderate |
| Cyclothymia: | Very High |
| Seasonal Affective Disorder: | High-Moderate |
| Postpartum Depression: | N/A |
| Take the Depression Test | |
Har har.
. . . . . entries for 27.11.06 . . . . .
Well, I took vitamins and I sort of slept, and my eye is still not in perfect working order. I wonder - if I chopped it out and tossed it into the pond, and drank the water, would I see things I didn't before?
Fuck.
| You Are 40% Left Brained, 60% Right Brained |
 The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports. |
Moderation in all things. . . including moderation.
I am still leaky. I think this is going to be a bad week.
| You are "Sleeping" |
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PFFFFFT. Yeah, a little.
I want to know what I did to my left eye to make it hate me. It might've been my contact, but that can't be all. I AM LEAKING. GACK.
I also want to know why people are so. . . well. . . you know how they are. I want to know why they're, you know, like that. Unable to take criticism. Needy - for attention and control. The world is no one's bubble, ladies and gentlemen - not even mine, not even yours. Stop acting as if you're the only one allowed to breathe a word. There is a rather bold and obvious line between being self-assured and being an egocentric asshole - or, worse, someone wishing desperately to be an egocentric asshole who is actually deeply insecure. Overcompensation is so sad. We're adolescents. We're all screwed ten ways to Tuesday. You are not a unique snowflake.
The worst part about the above paragraph is that it applies to multiple people in my life right now. o.O Seriously. I wish this were some isolated condition, a senselessly generalized rant against one person, but no. People are ludicrous. People. Lots of them.
FUCKING LEAKY EYEBALL.
. . . . . entries for 26.11.06 . . . . .
Ah. The Nutcracker was pretty good. I expect I have homework to do, and that is not so good. Eh. Whatever. :P (At least I don't have that much, since teachers tend to be merciful over breaks.)
It's going to be too cold to go a'romping properly soon. I'd better find time for romping before it's too late.
Nutcracker today. My hair is wet. And cold. This is probably not a good way to be.
Well that's a pain in the ass - none of the archive links are working.
Update on the personality count GO!
Gryffindor (NF):
Erin (ENFsomethingorother)
Colin (INFJ)
David (INFP)
Ellen (INFP)
Kochie (ENFJ)
Kevin (INFP)
Greg (INFP)
Leto (ENFJ)
Charlie (INFP)
JP (ENFP)
Ravenclaw (NT):
Cassie (INTP)
Frank (INTJ)
Clark (INTJ)
Slytherin (SP):
Johnny (ESTP)
Kristen
Mike
Ashley (ISFP)
Hufflepuff (SJ):
Sarah (ESFJ)
Shannon
Mitchell (ISFJ)
DEAR GOD ALMIGHTY
YOU FREAKING NFS
SOME OF US MUST BE LYING
. . . . . entries for 25.11.06 . . . . .
| You Are an "It Girl" |
 You're outgoing, friendly, and charismatic. You are aware of your image, and you are constantly improving yourself. You're definitely the type of girl people love to be around! |
She's got green eyes and she's lovely, reminds me of the It Girl with her lips; got an automatic license, reads all Dostoevsky's household tips. He says "uh oh, I love you but I'm not sure I trust you; you seem strange to me. . ."
| You Are 32% Nerdy |
 You're a little nerdy, but no one would ever call you a nerd. You sometimes get into nerdy things, but only after they've become a part of mainstream culture. |
Pfffft.
Half-baked Christmas list GO!
Farin U music (or any other music you determine I would like/ought to hear)
Something long-sleeved and me-ish from this website (or anyplace else that happens to have something me-ish)
Books by Jared Diamond which are not Guns, Germs and Steel (or any other books you determine I would like/ought to read)
Slinky, warm shirts
Infinite socks
Final Fantasy XII, I guess, if you must
but most of all, I would like Nifty, Surprising Things, henceforth referred to as NSTs. :P And don't get me something because you feel obligated to get me something. Get me something because you see something and it screams "GIVE ME TO ERIN NOW."
Yes.
It seems like a lot of relationship-related things are happening to other people. (I typed drama, then I typed turmoil, and then I realized that nothing about it seemed all that dramatic or turbulent, so there you are.) Sort of odd. Ah well.
I went to the Shaker craft fair today and looked at the jars. (The jars are excellent. I tend to get one every year for someone - one year it was "happiness" for Colin, filled with curry-related spices, and another it was "divine absurdities" for Cassie.) This year, I think my favorite one is "truth," although I'm not sure who I'd give it to.
Such gifts I must purchase for people. Such ridiculous quantities of gifts. Christmas is an awkward time of year - what if I forget someone, or can't find the right thing, or just don't have the resources to break bars of joy and hope over the heads of all of my friends? (I don't get that metaphor either, but it popped into my head. Don't worry about it. :P)
I think I need to make lists.
. . . . . entries for 24.11.06 . . . . .
So Bobby was interesting, and a good movie, but not what I expected. I don't think it packed quite the emotional punch it could've, but maybe that's just because I'm not really in history mode anymore, let alone that era, and I obviously didn't live through it.
Pancakes for dinner at Frank's house. That was a good time. I am so carbed up right now it's ridiculous - hopefully I don't pull a Greg and have a hypoglycemic episode. :P
| Your Unique Costume is a Cockroach |
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One morning, Erin Sherman woke to discover herself transformed into a terrible vermin.
| You Are 36% Paranoid Schizophrenic |
 You're pretty grounded, though you have your occasional paranoid moments. Just make sure to ignore those voices in your head! |
Huh. Well. Lower than I expected. :P That's good.
So I failed to eat myself into a stupor on Thanksgiving. Oh well. It was still a pretty good day. Turns out U of Chicago may not be a big ol' ivory tower after all - at least not completely. Steer clear of the economics department, says Ian. They have booby traps for liberals.
We woke up at 5 AM this morning in Lexington to drive back. It was a good time, but I always feel guilty about falling asleep in the car with my mother, as if I am abandoning a mission. I suppose I should do something productive with myself today. Ho hum.
. . . . . entries for 22.11.06 . . . . .
| Dating Strengths | Dating Weaknesses |
|---|---|
| 1. Intelligence - 85.7% 2. Open-Mindedness - 72.7% 3. Varied Interests - 71.4% 4. Financial Situation - 69.2% 5. Optimism - 57.1% | 1. Appearance - 66.7% 2. Selfishness - 63.6% 3. Arrogance - 50% |
| Dating Strengths Explained |
|---|
| Intelligence - Your sharp intellect is a valuable asset. Use your intelligence wisely; avoid condescension. Quiet, confident intelligence is very attractive. Open-Mindedness - You are open to trying new things and entertaining new ideas, and this widens your pool of available guys. Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of guys. Financial Situation - You've got your financial situation under control, which is a very desirable quality. Be careful to avoid guys who are only interested in your money. Optimism - People are drawn to your positive outlook. Your optimism attracts others to you. |
| Dating Weaknesses Explained |
| Appearance - Devoting a greater effort at making good first impressions is a must. Try to be fit and develop a style if you want to catch a guy's attention. Selfishness - You think too much of yourself and your needs. You must learn to put your partner first and tend to his needs. Arrogance - You are a bit full of yourself. You need to practice a little humility now and then, as arrogance can be a turn-off. |
| Take This Dating Quiz |
Hmmmm.
I know a freaking lot of NFs - or, at least, people who think they're NFs. :P
| Greed: | Medium | |
| Gluttony: | Medium | |
| Wrath: | Very Low | |
| Sloth: | High | |
| Envy: | Very Low | |
| Lust: | Very Low | |
| Pride: | Medium |
The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com
School again! I am going to Starbucks with one of my favorite people when vacation commences.
Greg is showing us badly drawn icons with amusing alternate captions. Mitch is going to the fifth circle of hell, and Leto's in the eighth.
. . . . . entries for 21.11.06 . . . . .
I think my damn glass piece is done, or almost done - the hairspray might wipe out my pretty details. :(
. . . . . entries for 20.11.06 . . . . .
Adolescent mood swings: breakfast of champions, or after-dinner snack of at least one National Merit Semifinalist.
The board meeting was a good time - Rickert scolded Frank for being modest. :P He also called me "family-oriented," which I thought was interesting. I don't usually conceive of myself that way, but depending on which way you tilt your head, I kind of am.
I was also the only kid who a) mentioned a sibling in the "thank you" section and b) failed to mention parents in the "thank you" section. :P Make of it what you will.
Jesus H. Christ, aren't people more important than college applications?
THE THOMAS WOLFE SCHOLARSHIP APP IS MAKING ME CRAZY.
Also, someone please tell me what the hell to write about for my common app essay, because I honestly do not want to write about how I feel I have a purpose in making the world bright and shiny. I feel like I have written that essay ten times already.
GACK.
. . . . . entries for 19.11.06 . . . . .
For the record: I can't get Skype, even if I want to, because my OS is not shiny and new. :P
| You Are 73% Thankful |
 You are a very thankful person - for both the big and little things in life. Your optimism is powerful. Getting through hard times is fairly easy for you. |
I am thankful that we only have three days of school this week.
| Thanksgiving Horoscope for Cancer |
 You're the sign most likely to both dread and look forward to Thanksgiving. Your signature dish: Mashed potatoes Your signature dessert: Pecan pie This holiday: Don't let crazy family members get you down. Maintain your tough outer shell! |
. . . hm.
Also: "queer as a three dollar bill" is an excellent turn of phrase, brought to you by Ellen's dad.
So everyone knows: I will be in Massachusetts (or driving there) from midmorning Thursday to early morning on Friday. The driving will be entertaining, I think. Maybe I'll see Bobby with the cousins, or maybe not. If I don't, I wish to recruit history nerds, or people who can cope with the company and enthusiasms of a history nerd, to see it with me this weekend. :P
To do today: English homework, physics homework, maybe the common app essay, and if I'm lucky I'll get out of the house and drill a hole in my skull to let some of the "AAAAARGH" out.
. . . . . entries for 18.11.06 . . . . .
Gack. Some writer I am, staring at the same two paragraphs for hours, and that's only when I've not given up entirely.
Dark Cloud update: I have the game's title weapon. :P Looooooser.
I'm bad at. . . work.
Also, I played Dark Cloud today. I just got to Queens and I have Xiao's almost-ultimate-weapon, as well as a pretty badass Drain Seeker for Toan and Goro's battleax, to which I synthsphere'd a Big Bucks hammer. (Goro's weapon, in spite of his newness to the party, is considerably more badass than Xiao's or Toan's. It's pretty ridiculous.)
I've beaten the game before. It's just so damn fun to play.
I originally woke up at 8:30 today and felt almost disconcertingly healthy. Fortunately, I fell back to sleep until 12:30, at which point I read the rest of a Gaiman story and, at length, got up. All is right in the world.
I was also thinking, around noon, when I was sort of asleep and sort of awake, about college apps. It seems so implausible that I've only actually submitted two applications. I have a month and a half to get in apps to Middlebury, Cornell, Tufts and Princeton. Dickinson, bless its unconventional heart, has a February deadline.
So I have to make a call - for real this time - about what my damn Common App essay is going to be about. (The previous two colleges I've applied to haven't been Common App users.)
GACK.
(And I'm writing my Midd essay today [or tomorrow, or both], but that won't be so bad. I already basically know what I'm going to write about, I just need to make it work.)
. . . . . entries for 17.11.06 . . . . .
| You are a New Age Girl! |
 You're bright, opinionated, and dedicated to changing the world. Even if it's one hybrid car at a time, you do you part to make things better. In fact, you may be so busy with your causes that you have little time for love. Take an extra yoga class or two, and you just might meet New Age Guy! |
I got this result IN SPITE OF all of the academically-oriented answers. :P Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw. I tell you.
| Your Passion is Gray |
 Your sexual attitude is best described as apathetic. Often joking that you're asexual, you can go months without getting any. For you, great sex does not make or break a relationship. If it happens, it's just the icing on the cake. |
Har har. :P
These are really kind of awesome.
| You Are 60% Perfectionist |
 No one would call you a perfectionist, but you definitely have a side of you that strives to be perfect. Try to see your mistakes as learning experiences, and don't be so hard on yourself when you screw up! |
Hm. Do we agree?
. . . . . entries for 16.11.06 . . . . .
I think this is basically the best website ever.
I feel like I don't really blog about my life anymore. :P
It's 66 degrees out in mid November and pouring rain, but global climate change is a myth. It is a liberal conspiracy. You must understand this.
The low tonight in Houston, Texas is 41 degrees. The low here is 59.
o.O
"We had to awaken society from its lethargy and indifference as quickly as possible and involve the people in the process of change." - Mikhail Gorbachev, a teacher idealist, sort of like me. :D (Myers-Briggs types are flattering, in a way. I wish they'd focus more on the bad elements of the personalities. :P)
I got Colin to take the personality test today, and he was INFJ, or a counselor. Which makes him Gandhi. Which made him very happy.
What a crew I have. Let's break it down by house:
Gryffindor:
Erin
Colin
David
Ellen
Kochie
Kevin
Kelsey
Greg
Leto
Ravenclaw:
Cassie
Frank
Clark
Slytherin:
Johnny
Kristen
Mike
Ashley
Hufflepuff:
Sarah
Shannon
Mitchell
This will be an ongoing tally. It's a good time. :P So whoever hasn't taken it ought to. (I omitted Susan's result because it didn't sound remotely like her; I think we decided that something almost clear across the spectrum was more her type. She tested an extrovert idealist and she's kind of a lot more like an introvert artisan, so you know. Pretty silly.)
This week has gone by disconcertingly fast. How strange.
I was Odin today, though not a very good Odin - I haven't really got the build for it. (Maybe I should've been a valkyrie or some goddess or other, but I sort of lack the regalia.) I should knock off the impromptu presentations, I think. :P
It's so warm out, and it will rain later. I want to go for a walk, because this is like September in November, but I somehow doubt the parents would approve.
. . . . . entries for 15.11.06 . . . . .
PRE-CHRISTIAN GERMANIC PAGANISM 4 EVA
. . . . . entries for 14.11.06 . . . . .
GACK.
I am waiting for the hairspray to dry on my glass piece. :P Mm. Hairspray.
OMG TIRED.
. . . . . entries for 13.11.06 . . . . .
My boyfriend is a mastermind. :)
I remember, not too long ago, really liking the person I've become in these seventeen years. I remember being proud and happy with my identity, however flawed, however incomplete.
Today, all I want to do is change.
It's a Garbage day, and also a Delirium day. Somewhere, they meet at I Think I'm Paranoid, which I do.
That basically sums up my day.
. . . . . entries for 12.11.06 . . . . .
Dear blogreaders!
Tell me how to make the college admissions process less insanitymaking!
Also how I managed to get an apparently completely wrong impression of the Thomas Wolfe scholarship deadline!
Desperately and sincerely and with my utmost affections,
Erin! o.O
I think this is sort of what emo kids all around the world try to emulate in their lives and writings.
Not with a bang. . .
I must say, my old Pokémon fanfiction is rather impressive. Fifty pages of a ten-year-old's idea of good writing. Gack.
Dear blogreaders,
it's not actually that bad, in all likelihood. Don't worry about it.
Love,
me.
. . . . . entries for 11.11.06 . . . . .
Dear God,
My social life wasn't so out of hand that you had to go and end it. Please reconsider.
Sincerely,
me.
This social life thing is getting out of hand.
| Your Vocabulary Score: A |
 Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary! You must be quite an erudite person. |
I FUCKING HATE THE WORD ERUDITE.
IT SHOULD BE SPELLED DIFFERENTLY
OR PRONOUNCED DIFFERENTLY
BECAUSE REALLY
IT'S JUST WRONG.
| Your SAT Score of 1540 Means: |
 You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern You Scored Higher Than George W. Bush You Scored Higher Than Al Gore You Scored Higher Than David Duchovny You Scored Higher Than Natalie Portman You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates Your IQ is most likely in the 140-150 range Equivalent ACT score: 34 Schools that Fit Your SAT Score: California Institute of Technology Stanford University Princeton University Yale University Harvard University |
Ohhh. There has been too much looking at my own writing today. o.O Thirty-five pages have been assembled for TWS. I can have up to sixty. My mom thinks I should write something historical. Gack.
And today, Erin is going to be productive, damn it all.
. . . . . entries for 10.11.06 . . . . .
I'm such a teenager! GOD!
Hey kids, I made a quiz about me. :D
I was going to mope about how no one commented on all my personality test-related ranting yesterday, but eh. It's not very commentable. :P
I am not sure what I am looking forward to this weekend. Someone should give me something to look forward to. (As is, it feels like all I will be doing are college apps and breathing pastel dust until Monday morning. Gack to that.)
. . . . . entries for 9.11.06 . . . . .
You know what else is interesting? The cult of four. Four personality clusters with four sub-personalities in each; four houses at Hogwarts; four humours; four elements. There are other number cults - ten, the cult of our number system, three, the cult of female power - and all are interesting. I kind of get the cult of four in a human psychology sense (on a very basic level, anyway); it's probably derived from the four limbs, and the cults of five and ten are based on fingers and toes, but three? How do we get feminine power from the cult of three?
Hmm.
All right, all right, so the site says Lincoln was an engineer. So here's the deal: there's a cluster between idealist and rational, including the advocates and the engineers, which is of great interest. It is the cluster inhabited by most Great Books students, and the one inhabited by Lincoln - because I still sincerely doubt that he could be considered more technical than emotional. Lincoln is in that cluster.
Ten points to someone who can think of a good name for it. :P It contains architects, inventors, healers, and champions.
WHY DO I FIND THIS STUFF SO INTERESTING
IT'S KIND OF SILLY.
(For reference: the traits held in common in this cluster are N [intuitiveness] and p [perceiving].)
Also: Lincoln isn't labeled as having a particular Myers-Briggs type on the Keirsey site, but I bet his would be similar to mine, and that would make him the exception to the "no idealists in the oval office" rule. Strongly intuitive, strongly emotional, but at a balancing point between introversion and extroversion, judging and perceiving. Eh? Yes?
I want it to be true. :P
Huh. Interesting note on dates: 9/11, in American notation, is September 11th, which speaks for itself. On the other hand, 9.11, in European notation (what's on my blog), is today, November 9th. On this day, the Berlin Wall was opened. Decades earlier, November 9th was Kristallnacht, the day upon which the Nazi party destroyed synagogues and Jewish homes and businesses across the country.
Also: chatting about Kafka(inmybasement) today in English was vaguely distressing, so I was doing some soul-searching, and I tell you: nothing is more fundamentally worth protecting than human history. If wrestling with Big Problems and Difficult Questions are so central to living, then we ought to remember how people lived in the past; how people tried to solve or cope with Big Problems, how people answered Difficult Questions.
If this planet goes, so do Socrates, Napoleon, Queen Victoria, Da Vinci, and Ghengis Khan. There they go. Gone forever.
That is worth protecting. That is enough of a purpose for me to beat off Kafka and his existential angst with a BIG STICK. A big one, do you hear!?
Another interesting note: the Keirsey website indicates that there have been no idealist American presidents. Har har.
I got an interesting mixed reaction to my outfit today. Girls seemed to like it a lot ("Oh! Du siehst heute wie ein Goddess aus!") and guys remarked on the questionable opacity of my shirt. Hmmm.
Round 2 of fun lunchtime personality testing occurred today: we go from Dante's Inferno to Myers-Briggs personality types. Sarah, who is going to Purgatory, is a protector guardian (i.e. a Hufflepuff); David, who is going to the City of Dis (level 7, for heretics) is a healer idealist (Gryffindor); and Kristen, who is going to level 6 for being wrathful and gloomy, is a composer artisan (Slytherin). Personality tests are a riot. I'm a sort of general idealist (on any particular day, I could vary into any of the four specializations) but I tend toward the extroverted champion and teacher. So I'm in Gryffindor, NO MATTER WHAT ANY OF YOU SAY.
This is the test we took, should you take interest. The Harry Potter comparison is here. This may be the closest thing to a sorting hat there is, so take a whack at it. It's pretty interesting.
Today was (and will continue to be) a good day. :)
. . . . . entries for 8.11.06 . . . . .
Physics. What the hell. Way to dampen my good mood. :P
Oh yeah. And Rumsfeld resigned.
HALLELUJAH.
Although now we must ask the question: could Bob Gates, who seemed to be a problem child of the CIA, possibly be any worse than Rummy?
| You Are 32% Politically Radical |
 You've got a few unusual political ideas, but overall you're a pretty mainstream person. Chances are that you're turned off by both the radical right and looney left. |
Yes, well, I'M STILL PRETTY EXCITED THAT THE DEMOCRATS HAVE THE HOUSE.
:P I'll stop soon. I swear.
Barney Frank's lined up to be the chair of the House Financial Services Committee (i.e. a lot of fiscal policy stuff, which I actually sort of understand now that I'm taking macroeconomics). This is Barney Frank, the openly gay democrat from Provincetown. Who gets to prod at laws that govern corporations and investment firms.
This, on the other hand, is irksome. Of all people to take up that chair, it had to be that guy. Grrr. Grr!
Politics, eh. What're you going to do. :P
For a big bloody overview of new House chairs, look here. This'll be fun, kids. Lots of interesting stuff to poke at come second semester and Public Affairs. :D
Oh wow. Times, they are a'changing.
Okay, well, my mood has improved from Weakerthans to Gogol Bordello, with the general attitude expressed in this (in)famous exclamation:
"We're going to California! and Texas! and New York! and we're going to South Dakota! and Oregon! and Washington! and Michigan! AND THEN WE'RE GOING TO WASHINGTON, D.C., TO TAKE BACK THE WHITE HOUSE! YEEHAAAAH!"
:D Some pseudo-democrat I am. I must look up who's leading which House committees - I hear we have some delightful placements.
I'm feeling sort of like Weakerthans today.
. . . . . entries for 7.11.06 . . . . .
Gack. I just wrote my last health journal for the quarter, and I can tell I'm in auto-pastel mode by how flatline the writing is. My brain, she is not working.
Too much chalk dust, maybe. Oooohhhhh, I want to sleeeeeeep.
Incidentally: after my lunch blogging session, I had a bunch of people take the Dante's Inferno test. I only found one person who's going to Purgatory among seven or so who took the test, and I was the only one going to Limbo. The D&D boys are both heretics, and Kristen is wrathful. Are we surprised? No. Not really. :P
Who has infinite amounts of work to do?
ERIN DOES!
Yarr. I'm at school. Blogging. Because everythin1g5 4el29485282
That was Kelsey. Say hi to Kelsey, everyone.
Anyway. Yes. Everything is blocked off from the school server, so I am blogging. Maybe I'll do something vaguely productive like print out counselor report forms for college.
COLLEGE.
I am flanked by blonde people. OH GOD.
. . . . . entries for 6.11.06 . . . . .
Interesting fact: the Czech word "kafka" is close in meaning to the Latin "corvus," used to name the family of birds including bluejays and crows. It also may mean "twin."
Huginn and Muninn, anyone? (I can just see them flapping about behind Franz's eyes, causing a terrible ruckus. It would explain so much.)
Etymology is fascinating.
I can't win. I thought when I got home, "hey, I don't have to set my alarm for 4 AM because all I have tonight is English homework." Then I remembered there's a damn math thing tomorrow morning. DAMN DAMN DAMN.
Not sure if it's a contest or a meeting, though. I think it might just be a meeting, in which case I cannot bring myself to care. :P I'll bother some nerd or other about it. Or I'll just go. Whatever.
And I must do my outside art project on glass. By Wednesday. (Sort of. More like by Thursday. I'll make it work, I'm sure.) Perhaps I shall go set up the still-life now. Hrm.
For such a short stretch of time, this week is ludicrously busy. Gack. :P
. . . . . entries for 5.11.06 . . . . .
| Your Vote Score: 23% Republican, 77% Democrat |
 While you don't always agree with the Democrat party, it's a pretty good match for you. Do be sure to research each candidate. A liberal Republican or independent candidate might fit you better at times. |
Who's excited for midterms? :P
The lack of activity this weekend has made me tired and bored of my own company. Does that make any sense?
. . . . . entries for 4.11.06 . . . . .
My dear, sweet health teacher introduced us to this website. (I'm not being sarcastic. Ms. Wilson is pretty awesome.) It's sort of horrifying on some accounts.
Why is the Middlebury website so freaking dysfunctional?
I feel terribly unhealthy. o.O My mother's coworkers gave me Halloween candy via my mother, bless their hearts, and my mother herself brought home KFC - now without trans fats, maybe. And soda. I do not think there's been soda in this house in any sort of abundance in years.
Oh well. I am moderately gluttonous. I'd best get over it.
I've been reading my book of Norse myths all day. If ever I became an ivory tower type, my area of interest would be stuff like this - mythology, etymology, epistemology. How things change and play into one another, and how all the strings tie up a messy knot of human nature, The Way Things Are.
But I don't think I'd want to be a critic. "The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred with dust and sweat and blood. . ."
My book of Norse mythology makes me glow inside.
"Men die, cattle die, you yourself must die one day. There is only one thing that will not die - the name, good or bad, that you have made for yourself."
That's how the D'Aulaires (there are two of them, and they are married, and they wrote and illustrated my book) phrased one of Odin's decrees to mankind. And I think to myself: I think Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman hang limbs from trees when no one's looking.
But I don't. Promise.
Borat was. . . unique. There was some good social commentary, granted, but DEAR GOD ALMIGHTY DID IT HAVE TO BE WRAPPED UP IN SO MUCH ANTI-SEMITISM AND SEX? o.o It worked for its purpose, I suppose, but FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS SACRED IT WAS JUST TOO MUCH.
o.O My intellect cannot overpower my gut here. It was pretty gross.
. . . . . entries for 3.11.06 . . . . .
I have had Neighborhood by Space stuck in my head off and on all day. :P "In 666 there lives a Mr. Miller. He's our local vicar and a serial killer. Oh, if you find the time, please come and stay a while in my beautiful neighborhood. . ."
Very catchy. :P
I wonder if people are seeing Borat tonight? xD
So, someone-who-is-not-me: make plans for the weekend. :P Preferrably plans conducive to relaxation and escaping from the general vicinity of my home.
. . . . . entries for 2.11.06 . . . . .
Gack. I keep on drifting in and out of sleep while reading Metamorphosis. The health poster will happen at 4 AM, and the actual night may or may not contain sleep as such. Good grief. Good grief!
Kafka in my basement. :P
I keep on meaning to take my contacts out and forgetting. This time I'm doing it. For real.
Absurdities are not always divine! Sometimes they're just irksome.
. . . . . entries for 1.11.06 . . . . .
Scheherazade. <3
By the way: white rabbit.
Look out, world. Erin has contacts again. :P
I either have homework or a lot of studying I ought to be doing. Sigh.
The moon is going to be full by the weekend.
come home?
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