Unsurprised.
Absinth is amusing.
Your Brain is 33% Female, 67% Male
You have a total boy brain.
Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts.
And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...
You never like to get feelings too involved.
What Gender Is Your Brain?
MmmHmm Not surprised.
And since today is sunny, I think I'll go avoid work by going out there. Why am I bothering to type that? Oh wait. Too lazy to move at the moment.
...
Troublesome.
Never trust an psychic. They're troublesome, and the words they spout are truly idiotic. The last person who dragged me into a dark, dim-lit hole-in-the-wall told me my power animal was an eagle, I used to be a whale, and that I am an active, challenging optimistic. The sheer amount of drugs she must have been on is astounding. Just then, she went into a litany of praise worthy of anyone else. "You're open minded, tolerant, and think you're the best." No duh. "People may dismiss you as a hippie (oh yes, all the time), but you're also progressive (*cough*), interesting (...), and rich (...no). Then she told me about my love life.
Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.
You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?
You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.
In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.
Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.
...I hope to hell the woman is wrong.
She ended on an upward note. Apparently, my "star divined" pimp name is Foxxy Dogg. Nice. No. Motivating self to go outside now. Maybe I'll walk the goat if it's around. Or maybe not.
Your Brain is 33% Female, 67% Male
You have a total boy brain.
Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts.
And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...
You never like to get feelings too involved.
What Gender Is Your Brain?
MmmHmm Not surprised.
And since today is sunny, I think I'll go avoid work by going out there. Why am I bothering to type that? Oh wait. Too lazy to move at the moment.
...
Troublesome.
Never trust an psychic. They're troublesome, and the words they spout are truly idiotic. The last person who dragged me into a dark, dim-lit hole-in-the-wall told me my power animal was an eagle, I used to be a whale, and that I am an active, challenging optimistic. The sheer amount of drugs she must have been on is astounding. Just then, she went into a litany of praise worthy of anyone else. "You're open minded, tolerant, and think you're the best." No duh. "People may dismiss you as a hippie (oh yes, all the time), but you're also progressive (*cough*), interesting (...), and rich (...no). Then she told me about my love life.
Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.
You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?
You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.
In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.
Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.
...I hope to hell the woman is wrong.
She ended on an upward note. Apparently, my "star divined" pimp name is Foxxy Dogg. Nice. No. Motivating self to go outside now. Maybe I'll walk the goat if it's around. Or maybe not.