You scored as Visual/Spatial. You probably feel at home with the visual arts, maps, charts, and diagrams. You tend to think in images and pictures. You learn best by looking at pictures and slides, watching videos or movies, and visualizing. People like you include sculptors, painters, surgeons and engineers. Verbal/Linguistic 93% Visual/Spatial 93% Intrapersonal 89% Bodily/Kinesthetic 64% Musical/Rhythmic 57% Logical/Mathematical 57% Interpersonal 36% The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences created with QuizFarm.com

Mmmmm, Ani has healed my pain.

Oh God! I just ran over a chipmunk! That horrible crunchy poppy noise just keeps replaying itself over in my head. He would've made it too if he'd just held still. Managed to dodge the front tire, but crunch-popped with the back one. I feel _really_ terrible.

I just found out that my friend Stephanie, won't be moving back to the states after all.

I am sad.

FIRSTS
First best friend: Nicole Bushway, who moved to New York State many years ago
First screen name: Lorcalon
First self-purchased album: I have no idea, but it was probably lame.
First pet: Eye-shy, a Huge tiger cat
First true love: Dustin
First musician you remember hearing in your house: I have no fucking idea.

LASTS
Last car ride: Hrmm, probably with Tucker and Seth.
Last library book checked out: Magic Time: Ghostlands A really awesome trilogy about magic coming back to life in modern middle-America.
Last movie seen: X-Men
Last beverage drank: Bawls
Last food consumed: Bugles
Last phone call: Seth, asking if I wanted to meet him for lunch. Speaking of which . . .
Last time showered: Too long ago. That reminds me . . .
Last item bought: the aforementioned Bugles
Last annoyance: my pasta salad being “not quite right” tasting
Last disappointment: Can’t think of one off the top of my head.
Last website visited: www.HellenicSeaways.gr
Last word you said: tomorrow
Last song you sang: Don’t remember the title, but it’s by Ani DiFranco
Whats under your bed: A dimensional vortex and other assorted junk
What time did you wake up today: too early, and too late at the same time. Don’t ask me how that works.

FUTURE
What will you name your kids: Girl: Alexis, or Alexia or something like that. Boy: Gage, Luke, or Tucker (There’s a bizarre coincidence here I don’t really want to think about.)
Where are you going to live: Anyplace but here
How many kids do you want: 1 or if I can have twins and get it over with at once, 2
What kind of car: One with a V8 and sleek styling.

CURRENTS
Current mood: generally happyish
Current taste: stale cigarettes and gum
Current hair: Brown and frizzy
Current desktop picture: A drawing of the emaciated Cheshire Cat from American McGee’s Alice
Current favorite artist: I’m feeling particularly close to Frank Lloyd Wright at the moment.
Current color of toenails: Flesh color?
Current hate: willful ignorance, as always.

RANDOM
My name is: Loren 
I feel: Unusually sleepy
In the morning I: mumble a lot.
I like to sleep: Yes. Yes, I do.
If I could be doing anything right now I: would be traveling the world with the love of my life and an unending supply of money.
Money is: a necessary evil.
All I need is: “my leather, one T-shirt and two socks, I’ll keep my hands warm in your pockets, and you can use the engine block. And we’ll ride out to California, with my arms around your chest, and I’ll pretend that this is real, ‘cause this is what I like best.”
Something I need but I don't really want is: my undergrad degree.
I am afraid of: Not being me.

RANDOM PART II
What color would your soul be: silver + mushrooms
Why do they lock gas station bathrooms: to . . . um, keep people out?
Can you resist things easily: Yes, except things I do out of boredom.
Do you think red meat is bad for you: GOD NO!! What are you people on?! Freaks!
What do you think of life: Mmm, Glorious.
Do you have a significant other: I suppose I do. How strange.
Do you have a crush: No, I now apparently have a significant other. Hmmm . . . .
Are you happy with the gender you were born with: Immensely
Are you even-tempered: on the outside, where it matters
When did you learn to whistle: in the before-time.
Is the glass half empty or half full: technically it's always full. even if it's just full of air.
If the world ended and you were the only survivor: I could catch up on all that reading I keep getting distracted from, but dammit my glasses are broken and there’s no one here to fix them.
If you found out the life you're living is all a dream: I’d be disappointed I’d missed my chance to jump off of something really tall and survive.
You shrunk a foot shorter in the night: hide in really small places?.
You grew a foot taller in the night: Run into things.
You had to save the world: I would gloat.


WHATS THE PROBLEM WITH:
People: They don’t think of eachother enough.
Life: It’s WAY too short.
Your country: A few things need fixed (like the leadership) but overall I think it’s pretty ok. (I could just have too much faith in people though)

DOES:
The world suck: No. And Yes, very much.
Britney Spears turn you on: Not even remotely.
Life on other planets exist: Most definitely.
The world revolve around you: That would explain that spinning sensation I sometimes get.

DO YOU AGREE THAT:
A picture is worth a thousand words: Some pictures, and some words.
A penny saved is a penny earned: Or . . .A penny saved is a penny, um . . saved.
Only the good die young: No, everyone dies too young, too old, too soon, or not soon enough.
Abortion is wrong: In the minds of some people, I suppose it is.

DO YOU:
Take life seriously: Yes, but somehow it’s still funny.
Suffer from identity crisis: not recently
Do drugs: no
Know anyone psychic: used to, he gave me the wiggins though.
Lie a lot: Only about things that aren’t anyone else’s business.
Believe you know the person who you will marry: no
Talk in your sleep: I’ve been told I do.

ARE YOU
Paranoid: Yes
Indifferent: Who’s really keeping track . . .
Beautiful: *shrug* does it really matter?
Lonely: sometimes, who isn’t
Cool: I’ll have to go with a definite No on this one.
Reliable: very
Outgoing: I'm getting better at it.
Shy: Thankfully, not as much of a wallflower as I used to be.
Romantic: Not that anyone can ever tell, but yes.
Sensitive: Yes, but only around the feelings area.
Stubborn: Only about the things that are worth it.

RANDOM PART III
Eye color: Grey/Green
Hair color: Brown
Ever dyed your hair: Yeah, and I’ll probably do it again soon.
Height: Firmly convinced I’m 5’9”
Do you have glasses: like coke bottles
Have any pets: None that I claim.
If you could do anything without consequences, what would it be: there are always consequences, even if they're limited to my perception of who I am.
A day without sunshine is: a day with an eclipse.
If at first you don't succeed: try running them over with a lawnmower.
You know you should wake up when: I feel something slimy
Honk: If you love Jesus! (Dammit, my horn don’t work!)
If you keep your feet firmly on the ground: You obviously aren’t skydiving?
I hope you'd still love me if: I did something terrible.
Love or Lust: Yes please?
Paper or Plastic: Cloth
Always: tell people when you care about them.
Give me: Books
It's never too late to: learn something new about someone you thought you knew completely.

I managed to sleep for 24 hours straight yesterday. Woke up this morning still feeling really woozy, but forced myself to go to class anyway. Started to feel more alert around 4ish. Nina and I started planning the potential Spring Break trip to Greece, but it's going slowly. Just like me.

Now it's late and I still haven't gotten my French homework done. Stoopid frog language! I'll try to hide out in the library tomorrow and finish up. I wonder if she'll even accept it late. Don't see why she shouldn't, she doesn't actually correct it herself anyway, we have to do it ourselves. She just gives us credit for having done it. Arrgh, it's hard to stay motivated in that class. Really hard. Other than that I don't really have much to say. So, goodbye.

1. How tall are you? Firmly convinced that I’m 5’9” but people keep trying to tell me I’m shorter.
2. Do you own a gun? Nope, a bow and a crossbow though.
3. Rehab? Counseling? No thank you.
4. Have you ever killed an animal? Many, under what circumstances I refuse to say.
5. Are you Irish? No
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Gak, hork, splatter
7. What's your favorite Christmas song? Dunno, my least favorite is “The Little Drummer Boy”.
8. What is your favorite smell? Comfort food on a cold day. Or books.
9. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? water
10. Do you do push ups? Fuck NO!
11. Have you ever done Ecstasy? No
12. Have you been shot? Not yet, that I’m aware of
13. Have you ever been hospitalized? No
14. Do you like pain killers? Mmmmm . . . yeah
15. What is your secret weapon to lure in your preferred sex? This wiggly thing growing out if the center of my forehead. My preferred sex is tasty in plum sauce.
16. Do you own a knife? Many
17. Do you have A.D.D? Not at the moment. Oh! But now I do. Wait . . . never mind. No.
18. Do you love the pain a tattoo brings? YES!
19. Name Five Drinks You Regularly Drink: Water, Tea, White Russians, Red Bull and Vodka, Espresso.
20. What's In Your CD Player? I don’t own one; I’ve got my Drunken Irish Playlist on my MP3 player though.
21. Who is your best friend? Cory or Stephanie
22. What's Under Your Bed? A portal to another dimension, but don’t tell anyone.
23. Current Hair? Boring and frizzy.
24. What are you wearing? Underneath my clothes, Nothing.
25. Current Worry? Am I going to be able to get into Grad school.
26. Current Love? Well I wouldn’t exactly say love . . .
27. Current Hate? David Dewey, He’s ten thousand miles away and he still bugs the hell outta me.
28. Favorite Place To Be? In.
29. Least Favorite Place? Out
30. If You Could Play an Instrument? It would be the Fiddle, or maybe the Banjo. ‘Cause no one can be unhappy listening to Banjo music.
31. Favorite Colors? Blue, and Black
32. Person From Your Past You Wish You Could be with Right Now? Stephanie
33. Where Would You Like To Go? Anywhere but here
34. Where do you want to live? See above
35. Favorite food? Almost anything + cheese
36. Color of most clothes you own? Probably Black
37. Number of pillows you sleep with? 5, number I actually sleep on: 1 or 0
38. What do you wear when you go to sleep? Nuthin’
39. What were you doing 12AM last night? Sleeping
40. What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years? Fieldwork as an Anthropologist
41. Are you paranoid? Without a doubt
42. First piercing/tattoo? Ankle, Question mark, 14, homemade
43. Last person you yelled at? Can’t remember
44. Latest crush? Mmmmm, Tucker
45. Last thing you ate? Shrimp, Tilapia, and a hard-boiled egg. all white foods strangely enough.
46. If you could be a pirate, would you? Fuck Yeah!
47. Do you have an iPod? No
49. What's in your pockets right now? Wallet, lighter, chapstick, keys, $2.20, assorted pocket lint.
50. What color are your bedroom walls? White
51. Last thing that made you laugh? Dunno, probably something Tucker said.
52. Any pets now? There’s a dog that lives here, but she doesn’t pay rent so we’re thinking of kicking her out.
53. inny or an outty? inny
54. Do you have any piercings? Ears, 2 in left ear 3 in right. Used to have my tongue done too.
55. If you were a crayon what color would you be? Knowing my luck, that nasty vomit shade of green.
56. Have you ever won any awards? Yeah, a bunch, for crap I don’t do anymore.
57. How many TV's do you have in your house? 1, but it’s not mine.
58. Have you ever sprained/broken/fractured a bone or gotten stitches? E: None of the above.
59. Who do you tell your dreams to? Anyone who asks
60. If you could pick one person to make out with, who would it be? Um, Tucker. (Or Angelina Jolie.)
61. What do you think of the person who posted this before you? He’s a lucky, lucky bastard
62. Screen Name? GeminiSystem12
63. Whats your middle name? Camille
64. What time is it EXACTLY? Tuesday, September 27, 2005. 12:46 am

Gyros are the food of the gods. Literally, 'cause you know, Greek. Also, would anyone else find it strangely hilarious to see an Animal Control van pulling out of a KFC?

Finally! and that's all I have to say about it.

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I found this and absoultely had to share.


An enormous pink bunny has been erected on an Italian mountainside where it will stay for the next 20 years. The 200-foot-long toy rabbit lies on the side of the 5,000 foot high Colletto Fava mountain in northern Italy's Piedmont region. The Viennese art group Gelatin designed the giant soft toy and say it was "knitted by dozens of grannies out of pink wool".

Crap I say!

Actually I'm feeling considerably better. I attribute this to throughly exceeding the recomended dosage for the decongestants I've been taking all day. I also finally networked the computers together, now Mom can stop her annoyed mentioning of it. I think I'm going out tonight to see "Corpse Bride", contingent of course, on my not relapsing into feeling like crap. On the plus side of being sick, I haven't had a cigarette all day. Maybe I'll quit again, this is how it happened last time; got really sick, couldn't smoke, stopped hanging out with all of my friends who did smoke. Hrmmm, maybe not that last one.

Hung out with S for, like, 5 hours yesterday. It was interesting. He told me about which of the boys like me. In return I totally lied to him about whether I'm even interested in anyone. I like having inside info, don't like giving it out though. Should I post this here? Oh well, I want Melissa to see what's going on in my life. Besides I don't think most people have found my journal yet.

I feel like Crap.

I had presidents training this morning at 9am. That may not be early for most people but for me I'd much rather be in bed staring at the insides of my eyelids that early in the morning. Then, I walk into my first Anthro class and, Surprise! Test! It's my own fault really, I missed the last two classes otherwise I would've known it was coming. Then another test in North American Indians, that I Did know was coming. And to top it all off, I think I'm getting sick. This has not been a good week for me.

My current favoritest song Ever!

"Precious Things"

As I ran faster
But it caught me here
Yes my loyalties turned
Like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after Billy
Running after the rain
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things let them break
Their hold over me

He said you're really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that
Sick Sick
Holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
Those christian boys
So you can made me cum
That doesn't make you Jesus
I remember
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails
And little fascist panties
Tucked inside the heart
Of every nice girl
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break
Let them wash away

I got my French test back today, and . . . .I got a B!! How I managed to pull that outta my ass I'll never know. Now on to studying for my Anthro test tomorrow. It seems like I've had a whole week of tests. Yargh. Tomorrow I have to be at school by 9 to do my "Presidents Training" then class, and then a test in North American Indians. It never really ends, does it?

Went to the O's last night. C and I were talking online about E and both totally bitching up a storm. So she's finally like, "I need a drink, maybe some whiskey". And I managed to convince her she needed to be spontaneous, (which None of my friends are anymore) and come out to play. We get there, and JJ's there, drunk off his ass and talking about how "if he wasn't getting married in three days, he would give me the world". And K's there being absolutely adorable. And D, and N and whole shloads of people that I haven't seen in forever. An thankfully they're all drunk enough that they're in good moods and not annoying anymore.
I had a total blast. Got most of my bitching off my chest. And managed to come home and pass out by 2amish, which is pretty early for me.

Melissa? Where are you?

Okay, last one I swear!

How You Are In Love

You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often. You tend to give more than take in relationships. You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time. You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change. You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.

How Are You In Love?

I adopted a cute lil' baby jesus fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!

I'm really starting to get addicted to this crap.

Your Fortune Is

It's ok to let a fool kiss you, but don't let a kiss fool you.

The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

So . . . I totally bombed my paper. Apparently I didn't have nearly as many useful notes as I thought I had. It was supposed to be 7 pages, I ended up with barely 3. I am Never going to spend all of my study time hanging out in an all night diner ever again. Well, not as much. I screwed up on my French test on Monday too. So far this semester, I'm totally screwing myself, and I need to cut it the fuck out. And to top it all off, I've had a total relapse in my smoking. All in all, this weekend was lots of fun but Really Bad for me.

Your Personality Profile

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

"There are only two kinds of guys in the world: the ones who are trying to get into your pants, and the ones who pretend to be your friend so they can try to get into your pants."

*shrug*

eh, I got nothin'

Stoopid paper! This is not going well for the me.

Yaawwwwwnnn! ungnya, ok I think I'm awake now. Time to type that damned paper.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to good manners and elegance. In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore. In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Your Brain's Pattern

You have a tempered, reasonable way of thinking. You tend to take every new idea in, and meld it with your world view. For you, everything is always changing. Each moment is different. Your thinking process tends to be very natural - with no beginnings or endings.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

Worked the Fest today, made $160 for 8 hours of work. SWEET! I'll have money to geek out for a bit, and be able to buy a new flash memory card for my camera. I haven't gotten nearly as much done on my paper as I needed to this weekend. Spent way too much time hanging out with friends.

In a fight between Johnny Cash and Marlon Brando who would win?

Walking around at the fest today, I had the most amazing time. I had one of those epiphanal moments that just went on and on. People fascinate me, so I just sat for a while and watched them go past. Sharing in their secret glances, the sidelong looks and the expressions they give each other when they think no one is watching. I take delight in the delight they take in eachother, in their infinite variety. Just watching them I couldn't help smiling the whole time. Real smiles, not those fake ones I usually give to people I don't know. I'm glad that I don't feel like that all the time though, that most of the time it's surpressed. If I felt like that every minute of everyday, I wouldn't be able to function.

"Don't touch me! I just got laid!"

Spent all night at the Ω. I got NO sleep and I'm wired. (Yes that's a quote from someone else, I was not so lucky as to get laid. But I'm sure my friends are rooting for me.) SO I go to the fest, think that I'm supposed to work there today. Nope, they overbooked and they want me to work tomorrow instead. That's fine, it gave me a chance to buy things. Yay, spending money like its going out of style. Then my camera's flash memory fuckered up and I don't think it can be fixed. I have no idea what happened to it, suddenly all the info on it was corrupted. That means that I lost all of the pictures that I had stored on it. Curses. There's days when I hate technology.

Oh, and I'll post pics of my new ears on my photo-blog as my "Pic of the Day".

Yay! I heard back about the job this weekend, apparently I will be working. So hooray I will have money to continue my geeking out. I'll also have some cash to spend at the Johnny Appleseed Festival. I think I'm gonna get some thick leather pieces and try out the new leather press set that I "acquired" the other day. Make some bracers or something, If they turn out looking like crap I can always donate them to SL.

I got my ears gauged out. Hole#1 to 16g, hole #2 to 14g, and I got a third done, also at 14g. $40 well spent. I asked about getting my hands tattooed, but the guy who did my piercing (Brian) recommended against it. Oh well, as a future anthropologist I don't think it'll affect by job chances too much. I guess that's all for today. Of course since I'll be working all weekend, that means I need to get cracking on that paper. Au revior

The only real good thing about being in this kind of mood is that it gets my creative juices flowing.

It's a cloudy, nasty, rainy day. I've just opened my eyes after the longest night of insomnia I can remember. Check the E-mail, nothing about the job I was supposed to do this weekend. I guess I will be spending money instead of making money.

*sigh*

I don't really have anything cherful to say, I've been feeling kinda melancholoy lately. I hope this is the worst that it gets.

I worry I may be becoming conceited.

Mmmm . . .Keats.

When I Have Fears
by John Keats

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love; then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

Been in a bluesy mood today; Madeline Peyroux, Fiona Apple, Renee Olstead, and of course The Lady herself: Ella Fitzgerald. Swoon.
Got our essay questions in N.A.I. today. Now it's time to write the 7 page essay. Urk . . . I should be okay, but I don't know what Sandstrom looks for in writing so . . . Off I go to JSTORE to see if I can find some of his work. That should at least give me a fighting chance. Shot my bow today before class. I think I'm gonna switch back to the 100grain tips, they seemed to work a bit better. But then I'm not shooting for any real distance. I need to repair my target, especially if I'm going to try to get the crossbow into working order. Whatever. I need to go be productive. Bye.

So, I was geeking out this weekend and RR was there, and I overheard him say something about his girlfriend. I asked him (across the parking lot) "I thought you didn't have a girlfriend RR" to which he replied, "We got back together." LOL, this is the same guy that a month ago was trying unsuccessfully to get into my pants. I think he may have been a little annoyed that I called him out on it, but it's still funny.

Hooray for Boobies!

Ironically I have now thought of one small thing to say. Even though I'm completely uninterested in Globalization studies for my anthro specialization, everytime I see a globalization book I want to pick it up and read it. But only because it reminds me of Doc Steffi, and Dr. J.

I don't actually have anything to say. I was online, reading my friend Melissa's livejournal, missing her. I thought I'd write something here, but I can't think of anything to write. Going to sleep now, have a french test in the morning. Bonsoir

I really am terrible at updating these things aren't I? Althought this time at least I have a reason other than sheer laziness. Classes Have Started! Yay! Yeah, the first week of class I was working at eh bookstore full or nearly full time between classes. Now this week, I'm still working there but only about half time. It'll keep the "bills" paid for at least a few more weeks at least.
Speaking of bills, I went out and bought new toys for my bike today. Since gas prices have broken the $3 per gallon mark I don't theink I'll be switching back to driving anytime soon, 'specially once the job ends. So I finally got a helmet. Nearly got hit again today, so I decided that I'd had enough and needed to get one. I am now an official "mushroom head". Feel free to mock me as I pedal by, I'll just laugh as you pay for gasoline. I was walking through the halls today at school and passed a poster that had the minimum wage on it. I'm sure you've seen them, they show what the minimum wage used to be ($4.95 I think) an dwhat it is now. The minumum wage here is $5.15 per hour the price of gasoline here is $3.20 per gallon. Lets do the math together shall we? Crap it's a ratio, can't remember how to do those off the top of my head. brb.
Okay, not a ratio, a proportion. Anyway this is what I came up with: (and yes this means I was voluntarily doing algebra at 12am, C'est la vie)

$5.15 per hour minimum wage = 515 cents $3.20 per gallon of gasoline = 320c (everything was calculated in cents, 'cause I'm not sure how to do it any other way)

515c / 60 min per hour (to give pay rate per minute) = 8.59c per minute of work
(all decimals rounded to the nearest tenth) (kinda seem like sweatshp rates, don't they)

320c per gallon / 8.59c pay per minute = 37.26 minutes for 1 gallon of gasoline.
(to give how many minutes to work per gallon of gas)

But wait, there's more!

8 hours of work per day (normally) - 30 min for unpaid lunch = 7.5 hour paid on the job per day

7.5 hours per day x 60 minutes in an hour = 450 minutes in a work day
therefore (I bet you were waiting for this weren'tcha)

450 minutes of work / 37.26 min per gallon of gas = 12.08

12.08 is the number of gallons of gasoline you can buy for an entire day's worth of work at the current minumum wage and at current gas prices.

Sorry to be a downer (cow) but I have to go to bed, so I can get up early and bicycle to school.