April 19th, 2007
Why do my nightmares always involve long, complicated, exotic forms of death? My brain is warped. I get chased by marauding zombies that I have to throw Lego at, or bombed by kamikaze exploding zeppelins, or hunted by a (to quote nanda) freakin' mermaid. (The mermaid was sent by King Neptune – not the Little Mermaid King Neptune, but a despotic, vengeful god of the sea, who wanted me dead. Deader than dead.)
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Your dominant hues are red and magenta. You love doing your own thing and going on your own adventures, but there are close friends you know you just can't leave behind. You can influence others on days when you're patient, but most times you just want to go out, have fun, and do your own thing. Your saturation level is very low - you have better things to do than jump headfirst into every little project. You make sure your actions are going to really accomplish something before you start because you hate wasting energy making everyone else think you're working. Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation. |
Well, the colour is hideous, but... I have to admit, that sounds somewhat like me. Am I paranoid in seeing an subtext of 'you're really quite irritating'? *g*
- Mood:
scared
(edit: Stick-figure art, in case you're wondering before you clicky. And I use the word 'art' in it's absolutely loosest sense. *g*)
( Scene-stealing )