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On the second BNF poll, I got:


Which Smallville Slasher BNF Are You - The Sequel
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My own groupies? I wish. But yay, I'm LaT! I'm happy to be just about any of the BNFs in these polls. They all rock, and I want to be them when I grow up. Well. Except maybe Te, because I could never be as scary as she is. And I mean that in a good way. :)

Also, thanks muchly to obsessedmuch for pointing me to this other test, which is scarily accurate:

Your score placed you in the category of Androgyne. This is the true middle of the road, neither butch nor femme. You may also wish to review Soft Androgyne and Hard Androgyne, the two categories surrounding you. In a ranking across the femme/butch gamut, if 1 is femme and 100 is butch, you fall between 48 and 52 on the scale.

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See, the more questions on the test, the more accurate it gets, I guess. Anyway, wow. Coolness.

In other somewhat alarming news:

Your Secret Fetish Is Fat People!
When it comes to sex, you like it big and beautiful... especially your partners.
While some may say you like fat chicks or guys, you simply like more love.
Head over to the nearest Krispy Kreme to find that dream partner - and share some powdered sugar in your wet spot.
What's *Your* Secret Fetish? Click Here to Find Out!

Well, half right, anyway. I like some fat on chicks. On men, not so much.

more like it

What Kind of Big Name Fan Would You Be?
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Yeah. That's more like it.

You know, in my previous post I said that I would happily be any BNF. I meant to add that that includes ones who weren't included in the poll. Cuz some of my favorite BNFs aren't necessarily considered BNFs by anyone other than, well, me.

I can't believe I'm still up at 4am. Wasn't it just the other day I promised myself I'd start going to bed earlier? I even posted it in note_to_self and everything. Sigh.

lessons (no, not the buffy episode)

Today I have learned a valuable lesson, which can be summed up as: Why One Does Not Cut One's Own Hair.

I don't know what the hell I was thinking. Going to get my hair cut professionally was actually on my agenda for today. And yet, the lengths to which I will often go to avoid doing the stuff on my agenda are legendary; the things that can seem like The Thing To Do, in defiance of all logic, are mind-boggling. So there I was thinking about going out to get my hair cut, and so forth, and thinking "Maybe I should eat something before I go," on account of it being 3pm and me not having eaten yet (although granted I'd only been up two hours), so I took out some cheese to snack on, and ate one piece, and suddenly I found myself in the bathroom with the scissors in my hand.

And do I stop doing something once it becomes manifest that it's a bad idea? Silly you. Like you can't answer that question without my help.

So I went to get it professionally cut after all, although by that time it really amounted to "professionally damage-controlled." Ah well. "Didn't you try to cut your hair when you were a kid?" asked the nice chick at SuperCuts. No, I don't think so. "I think everyone does that at some point in their life," she said. "Heck, I do it myself sometimes, and it's not like I don't have friends who are hairdressers." She was very nice about the whole thing and did a great job of fixing the mess I had made. So, yay, I accomplished that goal for today, although with far more drama than was really necessary. Yeesh.

For the record, today's agenda:

Hang up clean clothes that have been sitting around forever
Get hair cut
Get milk
Get shortening for pumpkin bread
Bake pumpkin bread
Get molasses (actually yesterday)
Bake molasses cookies
Finish first run-through of "Grave" transcript
Finish "Grave" transcript
Watch "John Doe"
Finish evil SV/Buffy/Angel x-over story
Put up plate listing on eBay
Install Palm sync software on new computer

I guess that's pretty ambitious for a Sunday, especially knowing me. I'm actually impressed that I've done as many of the things on the list as I have. :P I suck.