ok, this shit is starting to get to me. i do it, yeah, i have to. once in a while, it's like they're psychic or something. check it:
chou chope --
A strain of projectile vomit that can kill
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com
see? how do they do that? unbelievable.
and then there was this:
Your Birthdate: November 10
Independent and dominant, you tend to be the alpha dog in most situations.
You're very confident, and hardly anything ever shakes you.
Mundane tasks tend to drain you - you prefer to be making great plans.
You are quite original. When people don't "get" you, it bothers you a lot.
Your strength: Your ability to gain respect
Your weakness: Caring too much what others think
Your power color: Orange-red
Your power symbol: Letter X
Your power month: October
creepy, huh? seems like your typical intranet bullshite until you dig down deep. isn't my power color UT burnt orange? isn't october stock market crash month? it's like some of those far out freaky minions have implanted me with tracking sensors or something. i am very afraid.
in other news, i've been sick as a dawg. sick as a dawg with a shot gall bladder. no, sick as a dirty flea bitten dawg with a shot gall bladder and two bickering puppies.
i have been burning the candle at both ends. the kids went away this weekend, so i went to austin and worked. i had my best month since i moved back to texas (yay, me) but if i keep up this pace, i'm going to spontaneously combust or something. deadly projectile vomit just felt right somehow. that's me alright.
later blodge bretheren, thanks for all your well wishes and i didn't mean to disappear, just viral is all.
Posted by shoe at February 22, 2006 05:06 PM