Posted by: rojukene | august 15, 2005

Yay, stuff

Your Hidden Talent
You have the power to persuade and influence others.
You’re the type of person who can turn a whole room around.
The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don’t abuse it.
Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!

What’s Your Hidden Talent?


You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.
Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.
You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.
For you, comfort and calm are very important.
You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.
You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

The World’s Shortest Personality Test


You Know You’re Addicted to LiveJournal When…

If you can’t access the site, you have a minor freak out – and a major case of hitting reload.
You found yourself composing journal entries during dates, movies, even sex!When you’re out, you suddenly think of a witty reply to a comment somebody made to you… several days ago.You actually call it LJ and not Livejournal. Check.You’ve downloaded some sort of LJ program which has only the purpose of making entries easier to write without going on the site manually.You consider it a great offense if someone deletes you off their friend’s list. The first thing you do every day when you go online is check your friends journals – even before checking your email.

You actually paid money for a few extra pictures with a full account when you could actually just alternate pics when you want to for your screen icons.

When your friends ask what’s new, you get mad at them because you already wrote it in your LJ and they didn’t check it yet.

You have put more time into LJ than all your assignments for the semester.

You have more friends on LJ than in real life.

You’ve met at laest 50% of your LJ friends.

You can’t seem to call your friends by their real names – only LJ names will do.

You’ve fallen in love with someone you met on LJ.

You have posted about a party or get together on your LJ… and random strangers showed up.

You are guilty of traveling more than an hour to meet someone with LiveJournal. (Extra points for traveling five hours or more)

You’ve written a protected entry about one of your LiveJournal friends. (Extra points if they eventually found out about it)

You have written posts to notify people you’re going to sleep.

You talk about your LJ friends to your real life friends all the time… like they’re a part of your group.

You’ve created a LJ community, and people actually post in it.

You’ve been recognized in real live by a fellow LJ’er.

You have friended someone because of their LiveJournal icon.

You have “pity friends” on your list, who you would defriend if you could.

You’ve pimped one of your friends on journal, trying to get people to friend him / her.

Instead of doing research, you post difficult questions on your LiveJournal.

Your pets all have their own LiveJournals.

You know, right now, how many people have friended you (without peeking).

You’ve stopped being friends with someone in real life because of something they’ve said on LJ.

You’re guilty of posting sexy or nude pictures to get more people to friend you.

You have consoled yourself after a horrible day thinking “At least this will make a great LJ post”

You’re jealous of people who have more friends and / or comments than you.

You have written a really great, solid post – only to be disappointed by the lack of good comments.

You’re guilty of commenting excessively to get more traffic to your journal.

You’ve deleted a post a few minutes (or hours) after you’ve written it, because it seemed lame in retro spect.

You give shout outs to all your LJ friends on their birthdays.

You have an additional, secret journal that hardly anyone knows about.

You’ve broken up with someone – or ended a friendship – soley via LiveJournal.

You have gotten mean anonymous comments (bonus points for figuring out who it was via their IP)

You’ve been reported (or reported someone) to LJ Abuse.

You’ve been featured on LJ Drama.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are LJ addicts.

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You Know You’re Addicted to Coffee When…

You can jump start your car without cables.
You answer the door before people knock.You get a speeding ticket even when you are parked.You’ve worn out your third pair of shoes this week.Your eyes stay open even when you sneeze.You grind coffee beans in your mouth.You can type sixty words per minute — with your feet.

You soak your dentures in coffee overnight.

You sleep with your eyes open.

You have a picture of your coffee mug on your coffee mug.

Instant coffee takes too long to make.

You channel surf faster without the remote.

You don’t sweat… you percolate.

You’ve built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.

You short out motion detectors.

You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it’s not plugged in.

The only time you are standing still is during an earthquake!

You’ve worn the finish off your coffee table.

All your kids are named Joe.

Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.

People get dizzy just watching you.

Starbucks owns the mortgage on your house.

The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse.

The Taster’s Choice couple wants to adopt you.

When someone asks ‘How are you?’ you say, ‘Good to the last drop’.

You buy milk by the barrel.

You can outlast the Energizer bunny.

You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer.

You can’t even remember your second cup.

You chew on other people’s fingernails.

You don’t even wait for the water to boil anymore.

You don’t get mad, you get steamed.

You don’t need a hammer to pound in nails.

You don’t tan, you roast.

You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them.

You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.

You go to sleep just so you can wake up and smell the coffee.

You have to watch videos in fast-forward.

You haven’t blinked since the last lunar eclipse.

You help your dog chase its tail.

You introduce your spouse as your coffee mate.

You just completed another sweater and you don’t know how to knit.

You lick your coffeepot clean.

You name your cats Cream and Sugar.

You ski uphill.

You speak perfect Arabic without ever taking a lesson.

You speed-walk in your sleep.

You spend every vacation visiting Maxwell House.

You think being called a drip is a compliment.

You think CPR stands for Coffee Provides Resuscitation.

You’d be willing to spend time in a Turkish prison.

Your first-aid kit contains two pints of coffee with an I.V. hookup.

Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyds of London.

Your lips are permanently stuck in the sipping position.

Your nervous twitch registers on the Richter scale.

Your only source of nutrition comes from Sweet & Low.

Your taste buds are so numb; you could drink your lava lamp.

Your Thermos is on wheels.

You’re so wired, you pick up AM radio.

You’ve built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.

You’ve worn out the handle on your favourite mug.

You take your morning coffee with you in the shower.

Your heart beats noticeably faster as a reaction to the smell of coffee.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to coffee.

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You Know You’re Addicted to Internet When…

You kiss you girlfriend’s home page.
Your bookmarks list takes 15 minutes to scroll from top to bottom.Your eyeglasses have a web site burned into them.You find yourself brainstorming for new subjects to Google.You refuse to go to a vacation spot with no electricity and no phone lines.You finally do take that vacation, but only after buying a cellular modem and a laptop.You spend half of the plane trip with your laptop on your lap…. and your kid in the overhead compartment.

Your dreams are in HTML.

You find yourself typing “com” after every period when using a word processor.

You turn your computer off and get this awful epmty feeling, like you just pulled the plug of your loved one.

You refer to going to the bathroom as downloading.

You start introducing yourself as “Jim at I-I-Net dot net dot au”

Your heart races faster and beats irredgularly each time you see a new WWW site address printed on the TV, even though you’ve never had heart problems before.

You step out of the room and realize that your roomates have moved and you don’t have any idea when it happened.

You turn up the volume read loud when leaving the room so you can hear if anyone IM’s you.

You wife drapes a blond wig over the monitor to remind you of what she looks like.

All of your friends have an @ in their names.

Looking at a pageful of someone else’s links, you notice that you’ve been to all of them.

Your dog has its own webpage.

You believe nothing looks sexier than a man in boxer shorts illuminated by a 17″ LCD Flat-Panel Monitor.

You check your mail. It says “no new messages.” So you check it again.

You code your homework in HTML and give your intsructor the URL.

You don’t know what sex your three of your closeset friends are, because they have nuetral screennames and you never bothered to ask.

You name your children Google, Friendster and Blogger

You miss more than five meals a week downloading the latest MP3’s off Kazaa Lite.

You start looking for hot HTML addresses in public restrooms.

You wake up at 3 a.m. to go to the bathroom and stop and check your e-mail on the way back.

Your virtual girlfriend finds a new sweetheart with a larger bandwidth.

You buy a Captain Kirk Chair with a built in keyboard and mouse.

Your wife makes a new rule: “The computer can not come to bed”

The last hottie you picked up was only a jpeg.

You put a pillow case over your laptop so your lover doesn’t see it while youre pretending to catch your breath.

You ask a plumber how much it would cost you to replace the chair in front of your computer with a toilet.

You forget what year it is.

You start tilting your head sideways to smile.

You ask a doctor to implant a terrabyte in your brain.

Your sweetie says communication is important in a marriage…so you buy another computer and network them together so that you can IM each other anytime.

As your car crashes through the guardrail on a mountain road, your first instinct is to search for the “back” button.

All of your friends have an @ in their names.

You start using smileys in your snail mail

You bring a bag lunch to the computer.

You have withdrawals if you are away from the computer for more than a few hours.

You take a speed reading course to keep up with the scrolling.

You type faster than you think.

You double click your TV remote.

You can now type over 70 WPM.

You check your e-mail and forget you have real mail.

You go into withdrawals during dinner.

You rank your friends by the amount of bandwith they have.

You have “Googled” all your friends to try to find out anything interesteing that they are not telling you and you can use against them later.

You message someone via IM when they are less than 20 feet away.

The sound of the keys clicking turns you on.

You have more browsers than friends in the real world.

You actually say I-M-O and A-T-M to real friends rather than ‘in my opinion’ and ‘at the moment’. And they give you strange looks.

You run four chat programs all at once… Yahoo Messenger, ICQ, AIM and MSN

You sign off and your screen says you were on for 3 days and 45 minutes.

You purchase a vanity car license plate with your screen name on it.

You say “he he he he” or “heh heh heh” instead of laughing.

You talk on the phone with the same person you are sending an instant message to.

You get up in the morning and go online before getting your coffee.

Your teacher or boss recommends a drug test for the blood shot eyes.

The letters have come off your keyboard from excessive use.

You order pizza online – because you can’t be bothered to call.

You say “SCROLL UP” when someone asks what it was you said.

You look at an annoying person off line and wish that you had your ignore button handy.

You enter a room and get greeted by 25 people with {{{hugs}}} and ** kisses**.

You’re on the phone and say BRB.

The last movie you’ve seen was on your Quicktime player.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to the internet.

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You Know You’re Addicted to Smoking When…

You put scotch tape on a broken one.
You only smoke half of the cigarette so you can start on the next one sooner.A big white truck with the picture of a camel rolls up to your house twice a week with your supply of smokes.You are considering changing your name to Malboro.You smoke in the shower.You’ve convinced yourself that second-hand smoke is not harmful if you inhale really really deeply.Your children are named: Winston, Philip Morris and Misty.

R.J. Reynolds sends you a Christmas card.

You’re waiting for the last few pews to become a designated smoking area before you’ll go back to church.

People invite you outside to admire the stars, and it’s daytime.

Every time you light up a cigarette your family stops, drops and rolls.

Your family’s Christmas wish list consists of gas masks, fire extinguishers and air fresheners.

You have an environmental awareness group protesting on your lawn.

Your family goes to Los Angeles for fresh air.

Your friends have named their secondhand smoke related coughs after me.

Your cat has taken to wearing “The Patch”

Your family uses fog horns to navigate around you.

Just watching the 400 metre race during the Olympics makes you tired.

The local iron lung dealer sends you their product brochures.

Phillip Morris sends you their annual report and thanks you for your help.

You recently read somewhere that your former cigarette manufacturer went out of business shortly after you switched to a new brand.

Your doctor [excitedly] asks for your permission to use your lung x-rays at his next “Quit Smoking” seminar.

You take baths because the shower puts ’em out

Your nickname at work is “Breakroom.”

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Smoking.

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I think I truly am addicted to the net.
Again.

Because some weeks ago when I was arguing with Qiller over some conversation we had had with a third person, I said ‘I’ll check the chat log’ and then remembered that the talking took place in the open air… .__0

But I have an excuse! Because I see Qiller once a year at most as he lives in Saaremaa and we talk to each other every day on MSN.

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