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.
Dana: Oh, my God! Have you two lived?
Dan: Dana, what--?
Dana: I don't think you've lived. I don't think you've lived until you have seen this show.
Isaac: You liked it?
Dana: Liked it? I don't know where to start.
Isaac: That's wonderful.
Dana: I honestly, I don't know where to start.
Isaac: Why don't you organize your thoughts and get back to us?
Dana: The lights went out, and this woman, with a voice like thunder, this woman, she summons all the animals of the jungle to appear and honor the birth of the new lion king. She summons the animals with her voice. And do you know, do you know what happens next?
Dan: The animals appear?
Dana: The animals appear! Oh, I got goosebumps. It was exactly where I was meant to be at that moment. I gotta go tell everybody. Can I go tell everybody?
Isaac: Go tell everybody.
Dana: Thank you, Isaac.
Isaac: You're welcome.
Dana: Thank you for the tickets.
Isaac: You're welcome.
Dana: Thank you for everything. Thank you for opening my eyes to possibilities that would have gone heretofore unexplored in a life that while ultimately--
Isaac: Go, go.
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.
I think Meyers-Briggs can be useful, but not when it's used to limit rather than to understand, as if there are only 16 ways of being, and once you have a person's four letters, you've got them all figured out.
Sometimes I've found it helpful. E.g. I'm an INTJ or an ENTJ depending on my mood at the time, while DH is an INTP. So, the test says we're a lot alike, which I already knew without its help. But that J-P distinction is important. According to the scheme, I'm a Judger, which means, among other things, I'm happier once my mind is made up. While I like to research and analyze data, I tend to make a snap decision the instant I feel like I have enough info. DH is a Perceiver, which among other things means he's happier when he has several options still open. It's really amazing how many of our arguments are something like this:
Me: Will you make up your MIND?
Him: I need to think things through.
Me: What's to think through? We researched this. See how neatly I summed up the data?
Him: I just need more time.
Meyers-Briggs here is a useful tool because it gives me a shorthand for understanding this particular difference and reminding myself that if I give him more time to digest the data, he WILL eventually come to a decision, and usually one that agrees with the one I made two weeks ago as soon as I had all the data I needed!
However, one thing that's driving me crazy about the New Boss is that she seems to think because we're both INTJs, I will think like her on everything. It's true that we're by far the most organized and focused people in a department of scatterbrained free spirits (chaplaincy isn't a natural field for the focused and goal-oriented), but I'm NOT HER. She expects me to thinks that budgets and business processes and organizational structures are fascinating because she does and I must be like her because I'm an INTJ. And I'm sorry, they're boring as HELL. I save my obsessive focus for things that interest ME.
Dana: Thank you, Isaac.
slaps forehead
Aimee = THE DUM sometimes.
Dana: I-I went to a show.
Casey: Please tell me you have Milk Duds in your purse.
Dana: Don't you want to hear what happened to me?
Casey: Not unless you held up a deli during intermission.
Dana: I believe in the power of the theatre.
Casey: Well, that's good. I believe in the power of a roast beef sandwich, so I really don't have time to talk.
Dana: Casey. It was really quite something. The music began and I just started to cry. I don't know where it came from. It was like... church. I didn't know we could do that. Did you know we could do that?
Casey: Well, when I forget, something usually reminds me.
Dana: I didn't know we could do that.
(Okay, done with the Sports Night posting now. It just breaks out every once in a while.)
Please don't be done. One the first day of hunting season, I had the urge to watch Jeremy get The Call something fierce.
(Okay, done with the Sports Night posting now. It just breaks out every once in a while.)
It was entirely warranted.
I had the urge to watch Jeremy get The Call something fierce.
I still don't know what that means!
I got my cousins hooked on
Sports Night
over Christmas. We watched almost all of the first season.
I still don't know what that means!
It means: Twinkies kill.
I got seasons 3-7 of West Wing for Christmas. We're slowly wending our way through those and then I think time for another Sports Night rewatch.
Although I am beginning to realize that Aaron Sorkin recycles a lot of his gags.
And also that Toby Ziegler is ... how you say? Fucking sexy.
Aimee, he does. Watch American President and you'll see a bunch of stuff he later used in WW.
Watch American President and you'll see a bunch of stuff he later used in WW.
Oh hells yeah he does.
(I know American President by heart. Joe refuses to watch it with me anymore.)
"You dropped the whole paragraph!"
"And Monday it is."