Dreaming Kid Dreams

Snurched painfully from Twitchie. Darn You for your Access To Pointless Quizzes that I take because I like your style.

I'm Emo-Girl!

Emo Kid You are 28% Rational, 42% Extroverted, 0% Brutal, and 14% Arrogant.

You are the Emo Kid, best described as a quiet pussy! You tend to be an intuitive rather than a logical thinker, meaning you rely more on your feelings than your thoughts. Not only that, but you are introverted, gentle, and rather humble. You embody all the traits of the perfect emo kid. You are a push-over, emotional, gentle to the extent of absurdity, and so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. If you write poetry, you no doubt write angsty, syrupy lines about depression, sadness, and other such redundant states of emo-being. Your personality is defective because you are too gentle, rather underconfident in yourself, decidely lacking in any rational thought, and also a bit too inhibited. I probably made you cry, didn't I? Fucking Emo Kid. To put it less negatively: 1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational. 2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. 3. You are more GENTLE than brutal. 4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant. Compatibility: Your exact opposite is the Smartass. Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Hippie, the Televangelist, and the Starving Artist. * * 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.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 14% on Rationality You scored higher than 42% on Extroversion You scored higher than 0% on Brutality You scored higher than 7% on Arrogance

Link: The Personality Defect Test written by saint_gasoline on Ok Cupid

On the home front--more of the same. In a soft collar to cure vertigo that probably comes from too much strong antibiotics during that fabulous time I had with the breast implants. Why do I use my LJ to report my physical situation? Maybe to gain some sympathy. I know that is retarded, but there, I've admitted it. i have to sit up in a recliner to sleep for two nights so maybe that is why I am so grumpy.

I'm having fun learning Mambo, a content management system. I'm building a Mambo-based site for my writer client and another for dekotaskye to house her fan fiction. I'm learning loads about PHP in the process so although this is pro bono work, it is worth it for the learning experience.

Mother's Day is this weekend and fun me get to spend it with my mother (who demands that we have a brunch ON mother's day so planned her own at a restaurant and my mother-in-law who agreed to have her brunch next weekend when the restaurant both mother's like is actually holding brunch. My mom is crazy sometimes. She also is arranging her own birthday dinner at a restaurant because my sister and I cannot agree on how to celebrate my mom's 75th birthday (religious complications and 250 mile distance between siblings is the problem -- plus our hubbies don't like her). Family life is the pits sometimes. Yes, I'm wallowing in self-pity. I'll get over it.

I'm enjoying the vicarious sharing of guilty fangirl pleasures from pictures of the Saturn Awards and stories.