I took an IQ Test [gacked from starsprinkles] and scored a 136. Apparently above average. Go me. And according to the site, I am an "Facts Curator".
Did you know>
27% of Facts Curators had their first makeout session at a school dance.
Huh. Interesting. And no. Not even close.
And then there was the time when I started to have fun with Trillian (an AIM client) and emoticons and wrote Patty this story:
If you had Trillian, you'd understand.
Once upon a time, there was a pretty girl. She had a pet cow, whom she loved dearly. Then one day, an alien came along and stole the cow. What was she to do?! Then came her cowboy in less-than-shining armor. He found the alien and dHz (lightning?)ed it dead! He brought the pretty girl her cow, was well as flowers and gifts. He asked her out for a drink, and confessed that she was truly the center of his world; his moon and stars. He said that he loveed her, and she truly loveed him too. They got married, and the pretty girl, cowboy, and their cow lived happily ever after!
And now I'm tired, so I'm going to bed. And I have to be in class at 11:34 tomorrow! What am I going to do?!?
Late-arrival half-days rock.