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Here's a... thing... it's sort of interactive... So go and clicky clicky and whatnot.

http://kevan.org/johari?name=oceantheorem

Another meme

I hope it's not blasphemous for me to have taken this quiz. I'm going to put it behind a cut, just in case.

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I cleaned a little bit today (I must have been feeling ill). Cleared off my desk, hung some things on the walls, organized my shelves a little better. Came across the area I've set aside for incense and thought to myself, "Mmm, should light some incense, make the apartment smell pretty." I picked up the box that Jamie's mom gave me last Christmas, twelve sticks of rose-scented incense... and discovered it to be empty. Felt sad. Not sure what to do with the box now; it smells so good still, but is too squished and empty and sad to hang on to. I guess I'll throw it out. Seems like I've thrown out so many things since I left Santa Cruz. Moving is weird like that; it forces you to let go of things, whether you're ready to or not. Sometimes I wander the apartment at night looking for something, only to belatedly realize I threw it out during the move seven months ago.

Anyway. Today was a nice, relaxing, lazy day. Shannon and I got together and dyed our hair; she went a shade closer to black, and I renewed my faded purple streaks with a strong dark blue. I'm enjoying having colored hair. It makes me feel more like me, in some weird sort of way. It makes me feel more outgoing, too.

Anyway. AnyWAY. Just wanted to record those couple of thoughts. Back to the tidying now; perhaps I'll tackle my absurd bedroom next, or the box room that's had flattened boxes in it since I moved in. *sigh* Six months in New Haven and I still haven't finished moving in. I don't cook and I don't clean. I'm bad at life. *sigh*