Friday, February 12, 2010

Personality Inventory

I took the advanced global inventory at
Here are my most extreme traits:
Not spiritual
Not religious

Good Work Ethic
*Socially Estranged
Likes Change
Likes Taking Risks

Avoids Conflict
*Dependent on Others

The starred ones are things that I'd like to change. The one that surprises me is work ethic. I've always considered myself to have a poor work ethic. Maybe the questions just didn't cover it adequately. I have a tendency to waste a lot of time at work. On the other hand, I do care about work and I want to do a good job. I sometimes put in extra hours to make sure things get done... but sometimes that's necessary because of slacking off in the first place.

Maybe the real problem is just a lack of organization.

One thing at a time.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Timeline of "Love"

6: You're my best friend! I love you!

11: You're a girl! I love you!

15: We kissed! I love you! We're gonna get married!

21: Why does love have to be an exclusive thing? I love everyone!

23: You're pretty, smart, and ambitious... I love you! Why are you running?

24: I don't think love exists. At least not for me.

25: I hope I can find love... but it's going to take some time.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Attending Church as an Outsider

I went to St. Dominic's yesterday with Laura. I haven't been to church in a long time. I suppose I was half expecting to burst into flames... but obviously that didn't happen. (Note: does this disprove god?)

It was an interesting experience. Mass used to mean something to me, and now... I'm an outsider. After all the reflection I've done, I now see mass as two things - a work of art, and a piece of propaganda.

Aside from the architecture, which is spectacular, and the music, which is beautiful, I think the mass itself ought to be considered art. It's a piece of oral and written tradition that has been passed down and modified for nearly two millenia. Something has to be said for that.

On the other hand, what struck me as propaganda was the focus on love and unity. I would have liked to simply take it as an admirable message, but when I compare that message of love and unity to the policies of the catholic church regarding homosexuals, it rings hollow. Even worse than the institution is the beliefs of some of the members... somehow 'love' gets left out and hate for those who are different is acceptable.

I'm not sure exactly how it happens, but it seems to me that preaching love while not condemning hate allows people to believe that the hate is somehow part of the love.

What's it all about?

A few weeks ago, I got the idea for a blog with posts labeled as one of the four humors, depending on the mood of the post. Everybody is probably familiar with the four humors in one form or another... or at the very least has heard words associated with them.

Here they are:
1. Sanguine (blood) - these will be posts about ambition, optimism, and love. ;)

2. Choleric (yellow bile) - these will be posts about things that piss me off. >.<

3. Melancholic (black bile) - these will be posts about how terrible life is. :..(

4. Phlegmatic (phlegm) - these will be posts about things I find interesting. O.o