I surrender to your strawberry ice cream.
Wackiness: 72/100
Rationality: 54/100
Constructiveness: 24/100
Leadership: 56/100
You are a WRDL--Wacky Rational Destructive Leader. This makes you an enemy of the state. You are charismatic and winning and a very dangerous enemy. You favor justice over compassion, and would almost rather see your opponent fail than you succeed.
You impact the lives of those around you more than any other personality. People remember your name and respect you. You are a tremendous amount of fun to be around and astonishing to watch. You are generally abstinent in your habits, and you like things tidy and ordered.
When picking teams, it is smartest for others to pick yours.
That seems right.
The weather lately has been screwed up. Was down by the waterfront with domovoi_13 yesterday, and it definitely seemed about to thunder. Then, by the time I got home, it was sunny again. Really sunny. And hot. But then, around 2 am, it starts to thunder like mad. And then we got the weird thunder-and-sun thing today... very strange.
The days have been pretty boring. My job still hasn't started, so I'm mostly at home. I do however, have lovely art supplies from the Art Store. I lobes you, alliensis. I especially lobe my new Layout Bond, which is like tracing paper but not and takes marker and pencil really well. And I finally have fancy markers. Not Prismacolor, which is a dream from which I may never wake, but Tria, which have 3(!) tips, making them absolutely teh bomb. So, pictures for nationals: Pencil: Diana and Actaeon; Black Pen: Niobe; Pastel: the death of Adonis; Colored Pencil: Persephone and the Pomegranate; Colored Pen: Iris and Dido; Watercolor: Glaucus and Scylla; Oil/Acrylic: Medusa. Photos, I'm still not sure. I have some of the Diana at the Met that I took in February, but the quality isn't great. I might snap some of Bill&Dale's stautary at their wedding next week.
Speaking of which, I get to read a Shakespeare sonnet for them! Well, not really read, 'cause its one of the ones I know by heart (thanks in part to Sense & Sensibility).
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration binds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! It is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
You have to admire the sentiment, even if the actuality is much different. I love how their entire service is written in Old English, too.
On a complete and utter tangent, my room is a mess. I really, really need to just clean it tomorrow.