floatingleaf | a pretty quiz and an angry ramble

Which One of The 7 Main Arts Are You? (Beautiful Pictures -- FIXED!)

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Hmmm... I have my doubts about "sociable" and especially "spirited", but the pic is lovely, so I'm posting it anyway.:P Btw, I did the quiz a good number of times, changing some answers that weren't too obvious to me, and discovered quite a few stupid spelling errors in the process; as well as little connection between some images/definitions and the words used to accompany them. Oh well. I still liked the pics, though... and this is the result that made most sense to me out of the four or five I got.:)

She was particularly bothersome today for some reason. Probably because she was occupying the desk next to mine, which happens only occasionally (thanks, no doubt, to some higher powers protecting my sanity). I swear that when she is around me, her mouth doesn't close for longer than 15 seconds. And what comes out of it is usually so disjointed and nonsensical that I begin to wonder if she's not suffering from some kind of attention deficit. She hardly ever utters full sentences, and the constant digressions pile up one upon another until she herself has no slightest idea what she was actually going to say. At least that's my impression. But it might just as well not matter, because to her the only imperative might be to never stop talking. It's a perfect stream of consciousness, I swear - Joyce would have been impressed, no doubt. Only I never really enjoyed reading Joyce. And sometimes the things she says just make me want to punch her. For example, she can come up really close, peer down at my hair and exclaim (in English this time, so that everyone in the office around us could understand): "Oh, you too are greying already, aren't you???" Or she kindly informs me that she thinks I have gained some weight since I started working there (not that I ever asked her opinion on the matter). Or she rambles endlessly about everyone else in the office, including people I have never met and have absolutely no interest in knowing anything about... like, for example: "Did you see this guy, he just walked by our desks, oh why didn't you look, his name is so-and-so, he's blah, blah and blah (insert his whole family history here), and since you didn't look, I'll show you his picture on the computer." WTF DO I CARE????? Yes, maybe his last name sounds Polish, or maybe he's a Jew, but honestly, he could be Martian for all it matters to me. Why should I listen to his life story instead of one of my favorite CDs? I swear I catch myself fantasizing about smashing a chair against this woman's head, just like poor troubled Frankie did to that hapless bartender in Indian Runner. Incidentally, my supervisor said today that she is very pleased with my work, that over the last couple days I made no errors... and the type of documentation I'm working on just keeps coming, so that could mean I might stay there longer... but I simply don't know for how long I can possibly stand being in the same office with that woman. Why, oh why doesn't she go on vacation?... Or at least catch some bad throat infection that will render her unable to speak for a month?... Maybe I should get a voodoo doll of her and pierce it right through the neck. Think it might help?...

OK. End of topic. Sorry if I accidentally bored anyone to death. Just needed to vent. *big sigh*

Also, I was going to say some nice and interesting things about music and movies, but I think I'll save it for another post. I don't want to spend all evening typing away, and I need to read some slash.;)