Sunday, November 27, 2005

My cousin "whatever alias she likes this week" (blog) made a really good quiz over at Quizilla. Apparently, out of 108 people who'd taken the quiz I was the only one to get this result:

You are a elemental. Your personality and goals
vary with your element but no matter what you
tend to speak in riddles and you love to
confuse your enemies.

Weapon:A spear of some sort
Animal companion: You are friends with all animals
Personality: as I said, it varys with your element,
but most elementals tend to be random
Magic powers: You control elements and can talk to

What Fantasy Class are you?
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I just found a nifty site known as "Userbars," which makes little bars to put in one's signatures in forums to tell people things about onesself. Surprising how much they can tell about you...

And therefore:

And one more I made myself, without the nifty sheen or the right effect on the text since I only have Fireworks not Photoshop and don't really know how to use Fireworks:

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

"Follow your weird, ladies and gentlemen. Forget trying to pass for normal. Follow your geekdom. Embrace your nerditude. In the immortal words of Lafcadio Hearn, a geek of incredible obscurity whose work is still in print after a hundred years, "woo the muse of the odd."

You may be a geek, you may have geek written all over you; you should aim to be one geek they'll never forget. Don't aim to be civilized. Don't hope that straight people will keep you on as some kind of pet. To hell with them; they put you here. You should fully realize what society has made of you and take a terrible revenge. Get weird. Get way weird. Get dangerously weird. Get sophisticatedly, thoroughly weird and don't do it halfway, put every ounce of horsepower you have behind it..."

From this. It was a speech on video game design, but why let that limit it? I'm just annoyed it stated what would become half my philosophy of life, and it did it before I'd even thought the stuff up.
I've just realized something--I like high school. There are fewer, longer classes in a day, which makes the day seem to go quicker, I get band every day, chorus is a whole class, I can carry my backpack around instead of going back to my locker constantly, I only get any given class every other day so I have two days for all's weird. Everything told me highschool would be harder, not easier.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

I want all of these shirts. But especially the "secret scary friend" one.