While drinking coffee and trying to wake up, I've been surfing around and found myself on Miss's 360 page *wave* - and was too sleepy still to avoid clicking on the 3 question personality quiz (which was indeed accurate for both Miss and myself - I'm one of those sappy ones).
The inanity of some of these quizzes cracks me up. Apparently I'm 34% sociopath, 68% "average American", I would fail the U.S. Citizenship test, my 1920s name is Violette Liota, and my inner child is "surprised". How's all that for inaccurate!!?? (Okay, I like the name Violette, but I'm much more than 34% sociopath! Dammit! Must...set...fire...to...neighbour....)
My favourite result, based solely on my name and gender, and changing completely each time I refreshed the page, was:
***My Superhero Profile***
My Superhero Name is The Winter Fly
My Superpower is Meditation
My Weakness is Atomic Explosions
My Weapon is Your Silver Analyzer
My Mode of Transportation is Kayak
What's your Superhero Name?http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/
I'm off to meditate in my kayak.
The Winter Fly
Monday, July 17, 2006
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Blogging Blahs
Obviously I've lost any motivation whatsoever to blog - for months. I read other blogs and I both smirk and retch at the effluence of pretentious, self-indulgent babble - and wonder if others do the same at mine.
But since my little trackery thing tells me that a few people do pop in to see if I'm still alive (or perhaps they stumble upon my blog by sheer accident), I guess I still have an audience *wave*- and that in itself motivates me to write. 'Cuz the only writing I've done lately has been academic fluff (I can still pull an A out of my arse at the eleventh hour) or emotionally-charged journal entries - and ain't nobody gonna read those!
I've been a hermit of late. After struggling to the finish line of school, I've taken the last two weeks to do nothing productive, and it's been quite lovely. I've not yet mastered the art of total relaxation and so have spring-cleaned the living-room and kitchen, defrosted the chest freezer (which had become a solid block of ice), and started a cross-stitch project. But the rest of my time has been spent playing computer games, watching movies, reading fiction for fun, and sleeping. I love sleeping.
During this time, though, my mind has been steadily chugging away, shifting from school mode to work mode as I commence my latest job search.
I'm also finding myself more at peace with, and enjoying observable results from, the emotional and mental processing I've done over the last several months: reframing the events of my childhood and my life so far, clarifying my personal values and beliefs, and consciously choosing my responses instead of reacting from a place of repressed emotion - exhausting effort, but oh-so-worth it!
But since my little trackery thing tells me that a few people do pop in to see if I'm still alive (or perhaps they stumble upon my blog by sheer accident), I guess I still have an audience *wave*- and that in itself motivates me to write. 'Cuz the only writing I've done lately has been academic fluff (I can still pull an A out of my arse at the eleventh hour) or emotionally-charged journal entries - and ain't nobody gonna read those!
I've been a hermit of late. After struggling to the finish line of school, I've taken the last two weeks to do nothing productive, and it's been quite lovely. I've not yet mastered the art of total relaxation and so have spring-cleaned the living-room and kitchen, defrosted the chest freezer (which had become a solid block of ice), and started a cross-stitch project. But the rest of my time has been spent playing computer games, watching movies, reading fiction for fun, and sleeping. I love sleeping.
During this time, though, my mind has been steadily chugging away, shifting from school mode to work mode as I commence my latest job search.
I'm also finding myself more at peace with, and enjoying observable results from, the emotional and mental processing I've done over the last several months: reframing the events of my childhood and my life so far, clarifying my personal values and beliefs, and consciously choosing my responses instead of reacting from a place of repressed emotion - exhausting effort, but oh-so-worth it!
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