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Purely for Intemporaliter's potential entertainment. Feel free to fill in if you like, though.
1) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
2) What was your dream growing up?
3) What talent do you wish you had?
4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
5) Favorite vegetable?
6) What was the last book you read?
7) What zodiac sign are you?
8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
9) Worst Habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22) What color eyes do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
26) THERE IS NO 26. WHO STOLE MY 26? OUTRAGE!
27) What's your favorite place to hang at?
28) Do you believe in ghosts?
29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30) Do you swear a lot?
31) Biggest pet peeve?
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
35) Do you believe in God?
36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
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My peeps (assuming I have any) will be glad to hear I'm back in touch with Eric as of the date of my last posting. There's coincidence for you. This is a good thing, and cheers me up enough to compensate for my melancholy over my various Cam-related failures. There have been many and varied, and they're beginning to play on my mind. Frankly, I know it's best not to think about them. I'm clearly in a melancholy phase, and will take any available excuse to be miserable, which is ridiculous given my rather positive achievements of the weekend.
I really, really wish Hazel were here. I could use a real Hazel hug just now.
Still, today is Mage (which I am determined to enjoy) and tomorrow should be the first day of playing in the Arkham Horror league. I'm hoping to get my Glasgow RPG gang involved so's we can try and trash the Ancient Ones together. Having recently purchased Kingsport Horror (which I like already), I'm all set. Wish us luck!
Brief Cam update - Today is the day to finalise the plotkit and sort my Mage sheet for Aine, who'll be helping me build Emeritus in to something useful over the next however many years. Time to get to work.
Later days!
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Yesterday, I did Cam stuff and tracked down my friend Leo Comerford, who I haven't been in touch with in over a year. Beginning to feel like that with some other people as well, actually. I dunno. Long-distance friendships feel difficult to me. I tend to think it's worth the effort. the friend I've lost who I miss most is Eric Jones from Canada, whose webpage is here, having remained untouched pretty much since he left Japan. It also has no contact e-mail. :( Some of you may remember that I thought we were back in touch after he got me to add him as a Skype contact, but he never added me back, and I have no idea if he's been back on Skype since that day.
I need to get back in touch with Duncan who I last sent a text to at New Year's, and who I hadn't heard from well before that. The sad truth is that in my crazy little mind, if you're afraid that someone is annoyed with you for failing to keep in touch, it's easier to let the friendship slide than reach out and maintain it. Given how important friends are, that's a pretty crappy mindset.
Hey Duncan! That invite to come visit me still stands! Drop me an e-mail!
Anyhow, I could ramble on about this for quite a while - like how I know Henry's in Glasgow somewhere, but I haven't the guts to send him a text in case it upsets his other half (who doesn't like roleplayers). Like the fact that I didn't manage to visit St. Andrews before everyone (apart from Ross) left. But frankly it would just depress me, and I'm meant to be rehearsing for my Glengarry Glen Ross scene that I'm meeting Bill to rehearse properly this afternoon. Oh, and I haven't had breakfast yet. ;)
Later days!
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Humphrey Lyttleton has died, aged 86, and the world is a lesser place for his passing. A consummate jazz musician whose sense of humour never failed, Humph worked right up until the end. He hosted four decades of Radio 2's The Best of British Jazz. He was the godfather-chairman of I'm Sorry, I Haven't a Clue. I could never imagine a world in which I wouldn't hear his voice on the radio.
With his passing, ISHAC is almost certainly finished. It is almost as sad a loss as the man himself. Without his gentle humour, everything seems just a little bleaker and a little greyer than before. There are few enough men and women who could combine his talents on the trumpet and behind the microphone.
I'm just feeling sad about this now. It'll pass. It isn't like I knew the man, no matter how friendly and familiar that radio voice was. But he'll only be heard in archive footage now, and he'll never utter another bad pun from the ISHAC chair. And that is a sad thing.
Fairwell, Humph. If there's any kind of justice, you've gone to the good place. Play a trumpet solo for me, would you?
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Eric found me! I honestly thought I'd never be able to contact him again! I KNEW Skype was worth the annoying speech time delay. All hail the goodness.
Oh, 28 years single, as of Tuesday. Feel the endless void, kids.
Really should find something else to post about, sooooo.....
My dispenserary training is now progressing, and I hope to qualify in 7-8 months. I'll then be paid real money, and finally have the power to (theoretically) leave retail and go to (say) the NHS. Probably just as stressful, but at least I won't be working for corporate sharks.
Oh, and Kev? A Battlestar Galactica RPG could be awesome,but it depends how they throw it. I mean, could you play a Cylon? Would a GM WANT people playing Cylons? There's potential for intrigue and thriller-like stuff, but I'm not sure how it would play out. Would depend when and where they set it. Living in the Fleet? On the new Colony? Back on the Colonies during the first war?
These are all options. I think that the setting limits things somewhat - you could easily end up in a military command structure that doesn't allow for the free-form development that many players I know favour - but that's by no means inherently bad. Just wouldn't suit, say, a standard Cammy.
And now I'm going to make dinner, and hope Eric drops me an actual line. He has not yet set his Skype to tell me when he's online.
Later days!
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Bonjeur, mon amis! Ca va?
Right, let's stop that right now. We all know that covers the entirety of my French vocabulary. But yes, I have been to France. It was very French, thanks for asking.
Actually, it was rather picturesque and remarkably wet. But they do tea breaks properly there, and the local shops are a wonderous marvel compared to the crap most of our towns have these days. The countryside is vast and gorgeous, and you can actually feel like you're in the middle of nowhere our there. Its easy to forget just how BIG France is.
I visited a dinosaur theme park (I've seen better), a zoo (very good but no big cats) and a chateau or to. The guides at the chateaus all spoke very good english and were excellent tour guides. All of them were students, and not necessarily linguistics ones either. One of them spoke German and Spanish as well. Simply amazing.
Of course, this brings to light the lousy language education system we have (or at least had) in this country, and how poor many of us are at anything other than Shouting At Foreigners.
Now, I had time to do some pretty deep thinking out there, but its all dribbled out of my head since I got back. A great pity. I had some cool stuff I wanted to say. Oh well, it'll come back to me.
In the meantime, I refer you to the title above. I picked it up on Wednesday, right before I saw Pirates 3.
Later days!
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So, I'm still playing the most addictive computer game ever created. For those who also play, a reminder of where to find me:
Ravenholdt (RPPvP Server with not enough RP)
-Drmagnus (Dr. Flangewicke P. Magnus), gnomish Warlock-Engineer, Lvl 26. Member of OAPs of Azeroth. Currently trying to get his first PvP kill, and failing miserably.
-Japheck, a dwarf Paladin who I may yet delete. Lvl 6.
-Alderoth, a draenai Shaman whose only real purpose is to supply Drmagnus with gems. Especially moss agates. Lvl 8.
Sporregar(RPPvP Server that's rather cool)
-Tokken, the token Tauren in a Blood Elf guild (Dicio Peragito Sanguinis) - that now has someone's tauren alt in it. Lost my uniqueness value! Lvl 23 and rising, as I'm trying to catch up to my guildmates (who are mostly 32-39).
-Angerboda, an orc hunter. Lvl 8
Argent Dawn(Oversubscribed RP server)
-Palazu, a druid who I think is about Lvl 13, but I haven't played him in a while. Created to play along with the Edinburgh lot, who are mostly on there.
So, I'll be on Sporregar all this week, as I'm playing that catch-up. I'm about half way to lvl 24, and hoping to hit 27 by the end of Sunday. Maybe 28 if I'm lucky. that'll only leave me a few more levels before I'm fully caught up.
I have done no prep for tomorrow's game, so I need to do some thinking, though I expect the fight with Belicose (or is he...?) will cover most of it. Hm. He needs stats, or else the PCs can't kill him...
Waiting to hear back from Unifex about some stuff in Cam - a rather cool joint mortals concept I'm part of.
They call us legion, for we are many. :D
Anyhow, I'm not wasting my entire day in front of this thing. I've got stuff to do.
Later days!
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So, just so you know I'm still here. Hardly ever check this thing any more, but I'm not totally off the radar.
Still playing Warcraft on Ravenholdt, Sporreggar and occaisionally Argent Dawn. Choir is singing a Handel work right now - not one I'm a fan of, I'm afraid.
So, I have a new job. The locals know this already, but my friends beyond the Glasgow/Edinburgh lot probably don't, as I forget to tell people things.
I now work in Boots Kirkintilloch, where I'm training to be a dispenser - which means I label and dispense prescription medication, in case you hadn't guessed. Unfortunately, I'll be working saturdays again, starting in about two weeks, I think. I should accumulate enough hours on the Healthcare counter to get my first pay rise fairly quickly, though - in about six weeks. This is, unfortunately, a tiny pay rise. My pay will go up by 50p an hour, so no flash car for me. :) After that, I try and wade through the Dispenser's course, which would put me up to a mighty 14k a year - real money at last. It would also free me up to leave Boots if I wanted, although I'm hoping to make Accuracy Checking Technician before I do that - that's the top of the Dispensing job tree.
No movement on the romance front. I haven't seen the girl I was interested in since last year. Blame me for failing to find out when the Glasgow Animé meets were on after Lupingarm stopped going.
The flat is a total mess again, and I keep playing WoW instead of tidying up.
On the plus side, I'm back in touch with Duncan, so I guess I'm not totally useless. Except that was down to him.
I'm off to eat pizza. Later days!
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So, I've expanded my repetoire a little. Drmagnus is joined on the Ravenholdt server by the dwarf paladin Japheck, and I've created a night elf druid called Palazu on Argent Dawn. At the instruction of Mr. Moody, I've joined a channel there frequented by himself and others of my friends. So, when one of Mairi's characters appears on the channel, do I pipe up and say hello?
Do I bollocks.
I decide that, as only James knows my character's name, I should keep quiet and not have everyone demanding to know what I'm doing on their channel. And by everyone, I mean Mairi - the channel was silent this evening. How pathetic is that?
So, about my new year's resolution to be braver this year? I may have to settle for sucking rocks instead.
I'm going to bed, and won't be back on Warcraft before Thursday at the earliest. There's choir tomorrow and Exalted on Wednesday. Hear that gents? We're good to go on every second Wednesday, as of now.
Later days!
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Hmm.
Having been invited to play in a V:tM tabletop game, I appear to missing my copy of Big Book of Thaum (Blood Magic: Secrets of Thaumaturgy). I can't remember, did I give or lend it to someone before leaving St. Andrews? Certainly I don't remember looking at it after then. I've had no use for it since I stopped playing Almeric deMorpheus in Vanities.
If any of you guys remember ending up with my copy of the book, let me know. Even if I gave it to you, at least I'll know what happened to the dratted thing.
Curse my useless memory! This is how I lost my driving license!
*sigh* Good night and Later Days!
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Well, that was a fun few days. Just back from a visit to St. Andrews, once the town that no student ever left. Excepet that they have, in droves. Only a few remain from the halcyon days of my undergraduate years - Leo, Ross, Murasaki, Bikes_Galore, Richard, synchronos, Little Phil, Big Dave and Mr. Kev still remain, but everyone else has left - even Grandpa Graeme, who has apparently gone to run a pub in London! And Grandpa Graeme was one of the longest-standing RockSoc Old Bastards to remain.
I timed my visit bizarrely well, however, and ran in to John, Spillar and my_aphasia (I maintain that he's actually somebody else's aphasia). I ended up spending an awful lot of time debating things with Spillar, and spouting my usual quantities of substanceless hot air. Still, it was fun. I've almost been convinced that it may be safe to be in James' presence. Being in a formally-defined long-term relationship - with a stepkid, no less - has changed him for the better, I think. Or maybe I need to go see
I did leave on the day of the first RockSoc disco (and thus missed it) which was a bit rubbish, but you can't have everything. I'm just glad to have seen everyone. Was a very cool time, and a very good Birthday week off.
I'm going to try and get my act together (still not dressed) and sort out some stuff before I visit Kelvingrove museum. It was recently refurbished, and it used to be very cool. So I'd like to see how it looks now.
I owe you guys a bigger update - pie-in-the-sky plans for the book, my foolish efforts to enter the dating game, some feedback for sunslinger on his book - and I have a little time in which to do it. So I'd better get to it.
Later days!
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Today, I managed to find four people at work who neither knew who Nelson Mandela was, nor what apartheid was.
I can think of no statement, witty or otherwise, that can follow that.
What is the world coming to? And why am I turning in to such an old man?
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In accordance with the old rule that says I steal all of Vidders' memes, here we go again. Feel free to fill it in.
1. Age:
2. Single or Taken:
3. Favorite Movie:
4. Favorite Song:
5. Favorite Band/Rapper/Artist:
6. Dirty or Clean:
7. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
1. Do we know each other outside of LiveJournal?
2. What's your philosophy on life?
3. Would you have my back in a fight?
4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
5. What is your favorite memory of us?
6. Would you give me a kidney?
7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
9. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
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Right, let's answer Paperzen's outdated question first of all. No, I didn't get the job. That's one of the reasons I didn't post immediately. The other was simple: Life ate me. I went to France, had a very busy time at work, then went and tried to cycle across the country. I've never ever felt so tired in all my life as the end of the first day of that bike ride. Bleh.
Still, I managed more than half of the 195 mile trip, and given I did no training, that's not bad. For those who really care, I managed 130 miles on a bike. I also went over Hard Knott Pass, the steepest hill in the country. I walked that, dragging the bike the whole damn way. I don't recommend it.
Short update on my so-called life: My job sucks rocks, my bosses aren't entirely happy with me right now, and I don't have any prospects on that front. My efforts on the romance front don't even bear a mention. I have a strong suspicion that my running of Requiem is going poorly, though I can't be certain. Only Lupingarm will give me a straight answer. Of course, it could be going okay, and I'm just being oversensitive and paranoid. Lupingarm says I'm intimidating the players. Those of you who know me will be aware just how ridiculous a notion that is. I struggle to frighten insects.
More likely is that they don't want to deal with me being overbearing. I am, of course. No way around it. I am strident in my views, and I really don't seem able to agree to disagree. Sometimes, I'm glad I stand for something (bad, prideful Thomas!). And somtimes, the distance my zeal puts between me and my friends hurts a lot. But then, those who stick by me are worth all the more to me, because they like me in spite of the fact that I am the most ineffectual blowhard the world has ever seen.
I'll leave a gap here for the inevitable smut, should I?
My Exalted game is going well, my book work is going nowhere, although I have some ideas. Problem I face is that I have characters and no coherent plot beyond the situation that brings them together. Nor do I have theme. I've never been good at building a story around a theme - I come up with a story, and the theme is just kinda there.
My themes are rather generic, I'm afraid, and all of them are centred around things like hope and idealism. Friendship is big, too. I like complex relationships and well-rounded characters. In a way, the story is just a stage for the characters to act on to me these days - doubtless a side-effect of having a social life that consists almost entirely of roleplaying games and roleplayers.
I'm mostly down rather than up, and not doing enough about it, although I am (finally) cleaning the house today. I'm pleased with that - I haven't really done it off my own bat in ages. It is therefore an achievement to have made myself do it. Such a small thing.
I'm rambling a lot today, aren't I?
To drag myself back to the Requiem game. My GM-ing suffers from only every previously having run tabletop, plus one unsuccessful plot in a Mage LARP. The plot was unsuccessful because it didn't force the players to participate in it. My Requiem game is still staggering about a bit as I get to grips with paperwork and the like, but the real problem is how I'm trying to provide a challenge for my PCs.
Firstly, I haven't made them important enough to the plot - a flaw that exists in my Exalted game, too. Secondly, I've created too many NPCs for practical purposes, and I'm going to have to do a lot of paperwork. Still, some of what I've done would be a good piece of groundwork. It just needs more numbers. And I to be more organised. Much statting must be done.
Right, not feeling too bad despite my negative outlook. Must make sure that Brinstar is okay, as she's had a rough time of late. If you're reading this Brin - you go, girl. You rock, anyone who doesn't think so sucks and should clearly be forced to listen to an extended reel of "songs" (I use the term loosely) by Worstlife or a similarly awful boy-band.
Later days!
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So, the job interview on Friday.
As I told dem3_uk at the time, it went okay, but not what I feel is good enough to impress. I won't have stood out next to the other candidates. So its just a question of whether or not I happened to be good enough on the day now.
I should know by Friday. I'm unhappy. I really wanted this, and it still didn't go smooth. Clearly, I've taken on something of Mal Reynolds.
Still, good weekend. Exalted went well. Our glorious antiheroes have discovered the secret plan of their commanding officer, Takazi Ryuen, and decided to oppose it. After all, he is planning to overthrow the Celestial order. Then again, he didn't sell them out to the Wyld Hunt when he found out they were Solar Anathema. So much for earned loyalty, eh?
Off to the CamUK national next weekend. Should be good. Money worries a problem, tho'. Too many expensive bills having to be paid.
Well, I'm rambling when I should be getting ready for work. Guess I'll go read what you guys have been up to, and get going.
Later days!
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Friday is running up, and I am not prepped. I am out of my depth. This is going to go the way of all my real job interviews - okay, but not good enough. I can feel it in my bones.
Nervous. I'm not usually nervous this far in advance. It'll pass, but it'll be back come Friday. That's not really the problem - I can ride the wave on that - its that I'm not really qualified for this job. I just don't know enough. I need to learn enough JavaScript to do real work on their website for a start. I mean, even if they give me the job, how long'll that take?
Gah. I can't let myself think like this. I want out of retail. If I get this job, I get better hours, more holidays, better pay and I work in a sector I give half a damn about. I can do this job - just not necessarily as well as they'd like at the start. I'd need time to get in to it, to learn the ropes. And I bet they'll just get someone who's done serious stuff on this before. I can't beat that experience.
So damn fed up with life in general. I can't seem to beat those odds on anything that matters.
This is too important to screw up, dammit.
I'll be better in a minute. Just letting the tension out. But how the hell do I convince them that I'm the guy they want? I'm good enough at what they want to realise exactly how far I fall short - about a month-and-a-half's intensive crash-coursing, I'd say. Three months at the outside. Which, incidentally, is exactly the probation period on the job.
Don't worry, I know there's no magic answer. I'm just throwing this stuff out to vent. I wish I could talk to some of you guys in person. Bring the old spirits up. I'll prolly phone round a few of you after the interview. Or on Thursday night. Bet I'll be babbling (like now). You have been warned.
Okay, need to finish getting up and go to work. Limited time left.
Later days, people.
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Did I mention I'm joining my brother for a sponsored cycle in June (or July, must check which)? Well, I am. And I took my bike out today for the first time in four (or more) years. If the back mudguard hadn't come loose, I'd have cycled all the way to the city centre.
I must say, cycling is clearly the way to do your cardio. Forty-five minutes cycling, and I'd already done enough exercise for the day. :) Of course, I'd have to do this daily, and then the time it'd take for me to get out of breath would get longer. But not much longer, thanks to the hills near my house.
Mudguard will have to be attended to ASAP. I'll see if dad has a screw the right size. Still don't know how the one that was holding it down came loose - I was cycling along, and suddenly, there was a rattling coming from behind. The screw is lost on Edinburgh road, which is three lanes each way. Its also tiny, so no way to find the dratted thing.
On a side note, the creative juices started flowing, and I've written the first page of the book!
I can hear you all mocking me all the way over hear. And yes, I mean you, Brinstar. But I've had writers block on anything not related to roleplaying now for years, so this could be my break. Who knows. Maybe it'll all keep coming.
Must go, as I have to head to the Dread Parents for dinner and Mum's concert. Unfortunately, neither the house is cleaned nor the presentation done. I'll collect my materials for the latter and take them with me - this is too important to mess up.
As a side note, I found Luca. I'll track everyone down in the end, you see if I don't! Oh, I also ready everyone's Rocksoc ball posts, and I clearly missed out badly. All the worse, as I turned out to have that weekend off. Rubbish! Soooo jealous!
Later days!
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I just felt like updating. No special reason. Nothing to moan about - for a change.
We've had a little thunderstorm tonight. Flashing lights in the sky and the odd peal of thunder, but nothing so close as to bother the lighting. Kinda cool, I guess.
Dad comes over tomorrow morning to help me tow the car to the garage, whereupon it will hopefully be fixed. Then I go to work, and bore myself senseless again. My job is even more pointless and repetetive than the one in photo, and I get no feedback from head office when I send them my (supposedly mandatory) weekly report. I keep asking for feedback, but I am clearly wasting my time.
Ah, I knew I'd find something to moan about. It is kinda in my life-job description. :p
But the weekend is a-coming. Mum's concert on Saturday, and Sorcerer and Civ on Sunday. See if I can survive Ashley's inevitable attempt to conquer Africa. I need to take Australia while I still can. Every last bit of land counts.
Beginning to seriously consider dating agencies as a solution to my eternal singularity. Fed up of being lonely, to be honest. I may descend in to some vast binge-whinge about that at another time.
I think I'll try and write some of my book this weekend, about the same time I'm reading Raf's novel. Actually, before, as I need to be original when writing, and if you've just read someone else's stuff you're too busy thinking about all their cool bits. If I make any progress, I'll make Raf read it! Muahahahahaha!
Well, I'm off to bed. Need my beauty sleep and all that.
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the Prankster
(28% dark, 38% spontaneous, 26% vulgar) | your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | LIGHT
Your humor has an intellectual, even conceptual slant to it. You're not pretentious, but you're not into what some would call 'low humor' either. You'll laugh at a good dirty joke, but you definitely prefer something clever to something moist.
You probably like well-thought-out pranks and/or spoofs and it's highly likely you've tried one of these things yourself. In a lot of ways, yours is the most entertaining type of humor because it's smart without being mean-spirited.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Conan O'Brian - Ashton Kutcher
The 3-Variable Funny Test!
- it rules -
If you're interested, try my best friend's best test:
The Genghis Khan Genetic Fitness Masterpiece
|  | My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 4% on darkness | | You scored higher than 31% on spontaneity | | You scored higher than 23% on vulgarity |
| Very accurate, actually. In fact, it suits me, sir. ^_-
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Very Well-Rounded
You have:
62% SCIENTIFIC INTUITION and
62% EMOTIONAL INTUITION | | The graph on the right represents your place in Intuition 2-Space. As you can see, you scored above average on emotional intuition and above average on scientific intuition. (Weirdly, your emotional and scientific intuitions are equally strong.) |
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Your Emotional Intuition score is a measure of how well you understand people, especially their unspoken needs and sympathies. A high score score usually indicates social grace and persuasiveness. A low score usually means you're good at Quake.
Your Scientific Intuition score tells you how in tune you are with the world around you; how well you understand your physical and intellectual environment. People with high scores here are apt to succeed in business and, of course, the sciences. |
Try my other test!
The 3 Variable Funny Test
It rules.
| | | My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 30% on Scientific | | You scored higher than 34% on Interpersonal |
| I thieved this from Xugumad. He's not the only one who's not convinced. Now, I am probably of above average intelligence, but everyone who knows me is well aware I'm dense as a lead bar. I'm slow. The blindingly obvious passes right over my head. So whilst I can do a vaguely decent analysis of someone's emotional motivations given all the facts, I usually miss those facts when they float past. Hence, I should be in the geek box, along with many of the people I know. That aside, I think - given my result - its time for smug mode. :) Hey, look folks - its that tag again! Later Days!
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