the questions for this one were stupid as(s) hell, but here are the results anyway.

Your Passion is Green

For you, sex is always fresh and new. You approach sex with innocence, even if you aren't as innocent as you seem! Gentle and slow, you aren't exactly known for your passion. But what you lack in smooth moves, you make up for in sweet charm.

What Color Is Your Passion?

i meant to link to this law-related episode of "penny arcade" (fun-times comic strip) before the big bear trip, but idumbnstuff, so here it is now.

monday afternoon, i encountered a smashed (not drunk) cockroach in the staff bathroom. i didn't give him a name.

yesterday, nick and susan used another (or perhaps a water bug, nick wasn't sure) for rubber band target practice (we like to have battles every now and then). i won't reveal the gory ending.

on my way from the kinesiology building to work, i saw a guy squatting on the walkway just east of sierra hall's northeast entrance. as i passed by at 1:17, he started breakdancing.

English Genius
You scored 100% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 83% Expert!

ho-hum, i guess. take the test and see how pointless your life's been!

kidding! it's to see how mad your mad skeelz are.

thanks to joy for the link to this and the first test.

i don't like these results because even the categories i moderately "fit" into are imperfectly carved for my frame. try again, crazy test-maker people. whenever i tell people i have schizotypic thinking (usually referring to my affinity for silly leaps between seemingly unrelated topics), they don't understand or get scared. :) and i'm obsessive-compulsive, so i obviously can't express emotion. gimme a break.

i do like the other test (one post before). yay for purgatory!

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Low
Narcissistic:	Low
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Moderate
-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	High
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Low
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Very Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

i guess my life really is tied to orange county.

not that i needed any more hints. :)

i shelved "zen and the city of angels" by elizabeth m. cosin (next to her "zen and the art of murder." i'm fed up. somebody needs to write a book called "zen and the art of coming up with stupid titles like this one."

what the hell is going on in this cover? i haven't read the book. shelved it yesterday.

at 4:51 pm yesterday, i took a bathroom break. next to the toilet, i saw a cricket (reminded me of the infestation we had on campus last semester). i named him chirpy.

i came back for a closer look a few minutes later and discovered it was a scrap of paper towel.

i miss chirpy.

marketing experts and dilletantes, which is better?

i shelved two books on traffic tickets yesterday.

i feel one is for those looking to spar a bit.

the other is for those serious about not paying their tickets.

they are called "fight your ticket" and "beat your ticket."

by the time david wayne brown's 1995 edition rolled around, they figured things out and tacked on "and win" to the first title. i shelved the 1991 printing.

i was overjoyed jan a.p. kaczmarek's "finding neverland" score won the academy award. that was the highlight of the show, accolades-wise. hooray for poles.

frickin' "aviator."

at 2:04 pm yesterday, i almost apologized to a chair after bumping into while checking the fiction sorting shelf. maybe i should've worn my glasses after all.

ran 14 x 400m yesterday in about 25/26 minutes. negative split the second set four laps (translation: ran the second mile in less time than the first 7-minute one). it was slightly rainy during much of the class, so rick a. didn't make us do any calisthenics or even lead any stretches.

ran into cynthia "cindy" l. (known her since at least 7th grade, last saw her at high school graduation in 1998) on my way out of the kinesiology building, turns out she transferred there "recently" (i didn't bother to ask when, or i don't remember) from u.c. pierce, a local junior college with an emphasis on agriculture. we caught up on miscellaneous mutual acquaintance stuff (she just spoke with her ex. jesus "jesse" s. three weeks ago and he's changed bundles) for about 10 minutes, then i saw my dad drive by and she had to go to class. i ran over and hitched a ride, but i didn't notice i dropped a shirt in the road until i got to work. curses.

fast-forward to seven hours later, i ask the parents to drive me back to the scene of the loss and hunt. since they're both nearly blind, they didn't know why i asked to stop when i saw a strange newspapery mess in the street that was actually just my shirt.

awesome.

speaking of blind, two minutes into my shift, susan m., who is currently almost deaf (ear infection of some sort, or perhaps rapidly advancing beethoven-style syphilis) hollered for me to hop to the front desk (aka "circulation") and then said she didn't want to "yell" my name across the library. yay. she needed me to help an older gentleman who was legally blind. just read off the titles of a few audiobooks for him no biggie. it would have been great if she had to do it, because it would have been the deaf leading the blind. a great superhero duo.