I have taken the Myers-Briggs twice, but the results were very different. Maybe I'm on the cusp of a couple things, like my horoscope.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
I am not surprised we have so many Is here. I however am an ENTJ
Vortex! Paging Vortex! What are the ingredients in a Steph-tini? 3 Olives cherry vodka and ... just lime juice?
Vortex! Paging Vortex! What are the ingredients in a Steph-tini? 3 Olives cherry vodka and ... just lime juice?
you rang? It's just the 3O cherry and a splash of Rose's Lime Juice. or you could do fresh lime and simple syrup.
Rose's Lime Juice. Thank you, I knew I was spacing on a key part.
My Myers-Briggs sometimes turns out at INTJ and sometimes INFJ.
One of the schools where I applied by online application messed up their privacy settings, and they've got my letters of recommendation where I can see them. I am not looking. Should I email the school to let them know that they need to change the settings?
Hil, you are made of stronger stuff than I. I would totally look.
I might have looked if I knew that the system didn't log what I looked at. But I'm not sure if it does. Also, I know I'm not supposed to look.
He was very "ick, hair and stuff" about it
Yeah, that's kinda me. Also, things that pee and can't flush are not my speed.
Jilli, I have the December issue of Vanity Fair with the Addams family photo in it if you still want it. As soon as I finish reading the cover story on Robert Pattinson, it's all yours.
First world complaint: Between the kids' schools, Christmas, my volunteer work and the house, I'm up to my eyeballs. DH is NOT helping. I've gotten all the gifts for his employees and the kids' teachers, etc. I've been cleaning, baking and busting my ass. Today, I came home after having to take Liv to the dentist with me so I could get a cleaning, I came home to find he had taken off early, stopped by the video store and was sitting on the couching watching the Hangover. I left Liv with him and promptly used the next three hours to do more Christmas shopping and get groceries (mainly for the dish I have to make for HIS carry in lunch tomorrow). I got home by dinner time and he said he was tired and went to take a nap. So now I have to feed the kids and get them into bed by myself. And then wrap gifts.
I'm *this* close to going on strike.