What Kind of Serial Killer Would You Be? Your Result: Disorganized Visionary   You'd be an impulsive killer. You'll murder when the oppourtunity arises, then leave the body where you killed it. You'll evade capture not through intelligence, but through constant movement. The reason for your killing is simple: you're delusional. You'll go absolutely bonkers and in your insane fantasies, you'll come up with a reason why someone must die. This is good, though. Visionary serial killers wind up in mental institutions.
Disorganized and Mission-Oriented
Organized Visionary
Disorganized and Gain-Oriented
Organized and Mission-Oriented
Organized and Goal-Oriented
Disorganized and Hedonistic
Organized and Hedonistic
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Sounds about right. I'm too lazy to move bodies.

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• 09:36 I hate waking up with nonexistent songs stuck in my head. Subconscious top 40? Anyway, big to-do list today, I should get on that. #
• 13:50 Do homework, or finish this fic...? Decisions, decisions. #
• 14:19 My neck is killing me. D: (but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home.) #
• 14:50 Woah, random acts of comment!fic. WHERE DID THAT COME FROM, SELF? #
• 15:16 Aw, Ando's been back-burnered! He's going to end up talking to Iguana!Mohinder while Sparrow talks to Lizard!Mohinder. (figure THAT out.) #
• 16:22 changed my twitterpic, since that seems like the "in" thing to do. now I really need to finish my homework. #
• 16:37 Why is it so effing hard to find the fee for a driver's permit online? #
• 20:36 Oh. My god. Grunny makes me DIE DEAD FROM LOLLERPOX. E. colulz. Mad lul disease. #
• 20:48 Salad with strawberries, then cookies = A+ post-class noms. #
• 21:47 Damn it, self, stop being such an old woman and wanting to go to bed early. #
• 23:26 Wait. I wrote the wrong thing. WHAT? I really think I'm the only person who writes Mohinder/Ando, and half the time I do it by accident. #
• 23:47 Ten inches of snow? Day-long fic session, reading and writing and wordcount-tallying, huzzah. Bed early though. #
• 00:26 Fuck, how did this go from creepy to abusive to angst-sappy in less than 2000 words? #

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I am working hard to make today WIN. This involves the application of my attention toward doing that thing I'm not talking about today, finding icons that will give me more range of characters and emotions, finishing Section 2 for the awards (I'm more than half done), and eventually cleaning my room. I also have a whole crateful of books to add to Paperbackswap, and I have to study (read: skim) the DMV driver's guide so I can get my permit for the second time, because I am FAIL at driving.

I should have done that in list form. Oh well.

Speaking of FAIL, Know Your Meme! It cleared it all up, from the beginning of the meme to the "Epic" threshold.

Butcher is just now starting to sleep on my bed when this chair is occupied. He even stayed with me a little while when I went to bed last night. I get cuddles from my boycat ♥

I lost all my links because Chatzy hates Firefox. So from now on, my Broomcloseting will take place via IE. Which actually makes things easier, switching windows instead of tabs. Win!


My cousin's sister-in-law is a vet, and she asked the best way to put down a rodent, and apparently the only acceptable painless way is to break its neck. Which I completely cannot do. I would have nightmares forever and cry for like a week. But Heather's tumors are getting huge, yeah, there's a noticeable secondary one. :/


Let's end this on a better note. x.x Oh! I was supposed to make omelets an hour ago, but my mom is home so I'm going to beg her for french toast. Mmmm, french toast.

GIVE ME HUGS. DO IT.

Okay, I said I wasn't going to talk about fic, well I lied.

*CRIES REALLY HARD*

I wrote for comment_fic twice today. And both times before I finished, Firefox locked up. And I lost everything. I was literally five words away from being done on the second one just now when it froze.

I am so fucking frustrated. It was a decent ficlet, and I just do not have the patience or the energy or, at this point, the motivation to rewrite it. And that pisses me off even more, that I don't want to redo it, because I'm a lazy fuck.

Oh my god, and the only thing I finished today no one except maybe like three people will even read, and my priorities are all out of order, and I'm just going to go eat some cookies and cry in the shower and go to bed.

fuck.


Okay, I lied AGAIN, someone's in the shower and there are no cookies so I just rewrote the fucking thing and it's not as good but whatever, I'm obviously in a self-deprecating state of mind.