Internet-enhanced Inferiority Complexes

I am 33% Metal-Head.



Most other metal-heads acknowledge my presence, but they laugh at me behind my back. Maybe I need to stop spending all that money on haircuts and invest in a few Pantera T-shirts.


Take the Metal-Head Test at Fuali.com!


My girlfriend's a "Metal God." Every time I take one of these damn tests I'm reminded that it's a good thing I'm smart and good in bed, because I'm so not cool enough for her.

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I am 28% Grunge.

What's this? The longest I've been without a shower is three days? Not even close, man. I should go sit out in the rain for a week. Take the Grunge Test at Fuali.com!

Frankly, I'm surprised I scored as high as I did. I always liked Hole better than Nirvana.

I'm working, I swear

I am 15% Raver.

Have I even been to a rave? I'll go home. Loser. I suck. Actually, I am probably just a normal person taking this test and don't know why. Take the RAVER Test at Fuali.com!

Ack! Back to work!

I am 36% ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET.



I could go either way. Deep into the madness of nights filled with coding CGI-Scripts and online role playing games, or I could become a normal user. Good luck!


Take the INTERNET-ADDICT Test at Fuali.com!

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CAPRICORN (Dec 22-Jan 19)

Week of November 22, 2001

There have been a few problems with the Pentagon's program of air-dropping emergency food into famine-ridden areas of Afghanistan. One of the biggest: In the early weeks, the "humanitarian daily ration" packets were yellow, just like the small cluster bombs that don't always explode upon first hitting the ground. Human rights groups warned that civilians might not be able to tell the two deliveries apart. Let this scenario serve as a symbol for you in the coming weeks, Capricorn. Of course your situation won't be anywhere near as extreme. And yet it'll be crucial for you to exercise great discrimination in distinguishing between two offerings, one of which would bring ultimately health and wealth, the other of which would drain you and pain you.

When this happens....

the only option is to distract myself.

I miss my baby. In that "I'm going to see you so soon I might just burst, I'm so lucky and happy" kind of way. Data cleaning is so not what I want to be doing.

Lunch with Caro.

Dar Williams isn't helping.