October 10th, 2005

botticelli

this is pretty much as true as it gets.

The Maid of Honor
Deliberate Gentle Love Master (DGLMf)

Appreciated for your kindness and envied for all your experience, you are The Maid of Honor.

Charismatic, affectionate, and terrific in relationships, you are what many guys would call a "perfect catch"--and you probably have many admirers, each wishing to capture your long-term love. You're careful, extra careful, because the last thing you want is to hurt anyone. Especially some poor boy whose only crime was liking you.

Your exact opposite:
Half-cocked

Random Brutal Sex Dreamer
We've deduced you're fully capable of a dirty fling, but you do feel that post-coital attachment after hooking up. So, conscientious person that you are, you do your best to reserve physical affection for those you respect...so you can respect yourself.

Your biggest negative is the byproduct of your careful nature: indecision. You're just as slow rejecting someone as you are accepting them.


ALWAYS AVOID: The False Messiah, The 5-Night Stand, The Vapor Trail, The Bachelor

CONSIDER: The Gentleman, someone just like you.


Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: thisgirliknow4




Malevolent Evil Livestock-Injuring Scientist-Snatching Abomination
botticelli

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Okay, so I guess I was a bit unclear when I said that people read my livejournal. I meant.. people I didn't expect to. People who have never commented, who aren't on my friends list, who don't even have livejournal.

That's just.. I mean, its a little creepy. Back when I was friends-only I knew exactly who had access to my journal, and now, its like the world can access it. Old friends, new friends, random strangers, Chabad Rabbis. Its exhilarating in thought but almost scary in practice. Not because of how I found out. That wasn't scary. That was cool.

I was talking to Charles, one of the band nerds I mentioned I had seen Friday night, and we were talking about ipods.. and I mentioned that I had recently taken the nail polish off of mine, to go from pink back to white, and he said, "oh yeah, I read about that." Since that happened several months ago, and I just recently reunited with Charles this past weekend, it was a little odd that he had read it. That's all.

I'm not scared of acquaintencey band nerds. I'm scared of whoever else may read. Sometimes I forget to friend entries that should be friended. Perhaps some of those have things like.. addresses... phone numbers. Yikes.

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Also, I met beckyaya today when she came to test Deborah, so yay :) Now there are very very few people on my f-list that I've never met. So those of you that I haven't ever met, you should feel insanely special.