Simon: You're out of your mind. Early: That's between me and my mind.

'Objects In Space'


Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


WindSparrow - Jan 07, 2008 5:21:19 am PST #1188 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Considering it's a "test" with questionable psychology, I'm sure you did as well as anyone.

Meh. Any attempt at trying to actually measure intangibles like personality traits has a lot of slop factor. It is entirely possible that the results will be very insightful. It is also entirely possible that they will be less helpful than most measurement-lovers like to think. I believe the MBTI is useful more often than not, but that often depends on the circs under which it is taken, and who will be interpreting the results.


Cashmere - Jan 07, 2008 5:22:26 am PST #1189 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

In me news, I just found a Bronze Age arrowhead in a bag of material that's already been looked at.

That is the last thing on DH's Life To-Do List: Find an arrowhead.

Also, that's COOL! Except for the missing it part. Nice that you caught it.

And -- watch your back.

Don't think I'm not.

If my kid said that to me, I would answer, "Oh no, you're the evil closet monkey."

I think Liv qualifies more.

Cashmere, your kids are starting to scare me.

Just now, starting?

Our craft project this morning was making robot costumes out of paper bags and aluminum foil. It kept them busy for all of 15 minutes. They're now watching Chicken Little.


Laura - Jan 07, 2008 5:25:28 am PST #1190 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Just now, starting?

I'm toughened by the 13 & 15 yo boys.


Cashmere - Jan 07, 2008 5:26:39 am PST #1191 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm toughened by the 13 & 15 yo boys.

Excellent point. Although you misspelled "seasoned in the fires of hell."


Nora Deirdre - Jan 07, 2008 5:28:26 am PST #1192 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

What's a Meyers Briggs test?

Like a personality test, it looks like.

I'm taking it in conjunction with a career development seminar so apparantly the results will be used to figure out what kind of jobs are good for me and/or how to work with people with different personalities.


Jars - Jan 07, 2008 5:31:56 am PST #1193 of 10001

I'm taking it in conjunction with a career development seminar so apparantly the results will be used to figure out what kind of jobs are good for me and/or how to work with people with different personalities.

Ooh, hey! I think my dad did one of those, as part of some company training course thing. The guy who ran the course rang up my dad to check the results because apparently my dad got the highest score on the 'compassion' section they'd ever seen in a man, and thought something had gone wrong with the test. No, that's just my dad, the guy who cries at pictures of puppies. He still hasn't lived it down in the office, I don't think.


Fred Pete - Jan 07, 2008 5:53:35 am PST #1194 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.

Happy Birthday, MM!


SuziQ - Jan 07, 2008 5:55:59 am PST #1195 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Happy Birthday MM.

May the flying monkeys and the zombies bring you the inspiration (and parts) needed to complete that darned transporter.


Aims - Jan 07, 2008 5:57:26 am PST #1196 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Dearest Buffista Attorneys:

I mean absolutely no offense, but gods I hate leasing to lawyers.

Or rather, law students.

Much love to you guys -

Aimee


Vortex - Jan 07, 2008 5:58:19 am PST #1197 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

I (mistakenly) hoped he had handled it Saturday.

Shouldn’t that be (knew that there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell)?

It is currently 56 degrees and is supposed to hit the 60's today.

The iPhone (it needs a name, as does the roomba) says that it’s 52. I was warm in my suit and winter coat. I left the coat in the car. I may regret that when I leave after sundown tonight, though. The high on Wednesday is supposed to be 69.

Owen is now saying, "My name is Stewie. You Lois." He also calls Christopher "Peter" and Olivia "Meg."

But does he say it in a British accent?