The "compare people" application serves to be too ego-enflating for my egotistical and bombastic personality. I foresee my head being a Hindenburg of self-love. Much like Philippus Theophrastus Aureolus Bombastus von Hohenheim Paracelsus, my fate is to never know when to shut up, think I'm brilliant, be extremely hated to the point where I'm forced to live a liminal existence, and in the end get so shitfaced that I slip on some wet grass, fall down a hill, and die.

"You're friend think you are:
hardest worker
more adventurous
rather live with"

According to the same system I am apparently crap at science, a bad listener, and unhappy. That's not true runs away to eat pickles and cry.

Better Days comic cover is freaky ass. Are Kaylee and River afflicted in some way? And what the HELL is going on between Jayne and Book. I thought they just lifted weights together... I was clearly wrong.

I listen to LotR audiobook to fall asleep... Now my last.fm thinks I'm a loser. Have spent the last hour playing hip music to counteract.

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BillyWarhol said...

Hindenburg of Love!!

oh yoy*

spotted ya on Verve*

;)) Peace*