| | You Are 32 Years Old |  Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
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| Your results: You are Wonder Woman
| Wonder Woman |
| 70% |
| The Flash |
| 70% |
| Supergirl |
| 65% |
| Hulk |
| 65% |
| Spider-Man |
| 60% |
| Superman |
| 55% |
| Catwoman |
| 55% |
| Green Lantern |
| 50% |
| Iron Man |
| 50% |
| Robin |
| 47% |
| Batman |
| 25% |
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You are a beautiful princess with great strength of character.
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Click here to take the "Which Superhero are you?" quiz...
Actually, based on my results, I'd say I have multiple superhero personalities. Shocker. ;)
And for the three of you who are wondering, yes, i really do intend to write in here more often. Really. | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment  |
| I was always a pretty good English student. Spelling, grammar, and punctuation came naturally to me; it was never something I had to study and memorize. But when I write things like blog entries or emails, I prefer to write conversationally. This means occasional slight pangs of guilt for run-on sentences that last an entire paragraph, or spelling shortcuts like "u" for "you"...I'm terrible at text-messaging, where I want to spell everything out and am constantly irritated at the limited choices in punctuation. And, of course, I often need that string of "!?!?!?!?!" when I get excited.
But behold, the INTERROBANG! Why is this not in general use yet?!?!?! Why is it not on my keyboard?!?!?! | comments: 8 comments or Leave a comment  |
| Corde du roi!
I love that this started because some guy was bored and lonely and noticed that he owned a bunch of corduroy. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | a copier making, like, 50k copies-who's doing that, anyway? | | Subject: | must.....quit......job...... | | Time: | 01:32 pm | | Current Mood: | restless |
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| Every day at lunchtime, it happens.
"Ooh, that smells good! What is it? Where did you go? Maybe I should get that. I was just going to go grab a salad but that smells really good. Is it good? It smells good."
Listen to me, coworkers. It's just my lunch. Okay? It's not even, you know, a gourmet Mediterranian wrap with feta cheese sprinkled on top and served on fine china with champagne. It's some freaking leftover spaghetti that I made from dinner last night and have now reheated in its generic Tupperware dish. It's just...spaghetti. And I eat it at my desk because I have work to do, not because I want to discuss it.
Are we clear now?
Good. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| Um, why are you "the leech"?
Old family nickname. It's meant to be affectionate. No, really, it is.
Ok, but it's awfully...purple.
Yes. Yes it is.
But it's really hard to read.
Yes. Yes it is.
Are you always going to write weird crap like this, or can you just talk about what's going on in your life so that people who don't see you all the time know what's up?
Probably mostly the weird crap. | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment  |
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