Monday, December 05, 2005
best conversation this week
me: i think you just got a message.
(name withheld): huh? oh, thats not my phone. i farted into the sofa.
-long pause-
yes. haha.
i am an enfp! take the test. haha find the descriptions thoroughly amusing and about 90% accurate. especially that whole but about the bubbling fountain, which is basically politespeak for JUST CANNOT SHUTUP hahahaa also something about wanting to be at the centre of theings which translated into normal english means VERY AA which also happens to be incredibly true espeically on my really ADHD days.. also the save-the-world complex and neglecting of old friends sigh.. never knew i was so transparent to a silly test
blogging on the fly here 'cos my comp internet siezes up after about 10 minutes. lets hit publish and hope it works.
ok forget it. it obviously isn't working. this gives me a lot of leeway to spout rubbish for another 348795 paragraphs, or at the most another 10 minutes because as we all know i have lovely old fcrs (which reminds me a bit of the old pro/con spiel for national service: thoroughly useless but useful in dire contingencies and for the career advancement of a few suitable individuals. a waste of time but a good bonding exercise. most importantly almost everyone agrees that both are big steaming piles of crap.)
i have no breakfast at home except for expired-last-thursday post's banana nut crunch (feel like shouting I AINT NO HOLLABACK GRRL at the box! B-A-N-A-N-A!) and am contemplating eating it. also meiji coffee milk, 5 bars of kit kats, and 1 mcvitie's digestive biscuit (forgot to write it down on the saturday shopping list)
shall eat the cereal and cross my fingers. god will provide! hopefully he provideth a digestively- and academically-pleasant morning and afternoon, and not dastardly flames of semi-rotten food shooting out of my various sphincters as a painfully-long fcrs drags on and on and on.
suddenly i dont really feel like eating post. think i'll buy macs to be safe.
+ fictions&fires
9:04 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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