Yup went to the dentist for the first time in a longlonglong time. Hate to admit it, but yup.
9 - 11:20, hello my name is "introductions and history of dental stuff. Yes then the lecture of my high blood pressure. 129/91. "When do you normally take it?" I answered after lunch, and maybe me being at the dentist may have a TEEENNYY WEEENY bit to do with it.
Ahh x-rays. Oy. Then the full scale, one tedious tooth at a time assessment. Double OY. Doesn't anybody eat around here? I'm hungry for lunch.
11:20 I was at the desk, then a surprise. No not the bill, that's later. "Can you come in at 1:30 for a partial cleaning?"
You thought it was a miracle for me to go once, the world must've stopped cause I DID go back.
Ah Mr Thirsty. Their wonderful name for the vacuum. "Hi Mr Thirsty. I'm also thirsty, but that's for another thread." Just kidding.
We scraped, and scraped and sucked, and nearly drown me a few times. *LOL I actually gargled when I tried to add to the conversation. How indignant.
1:30 to 2:50. gotta go cause I'm meeting the cable guy at the house to fix the internet. Nope, this isn't a ploy, for real, this is not a cheesy soap opera.
So now after that. Guess what? Ready? They already made another apptment for my 'filling' next Wednesday. Then my second of FOUR cleanings the following Wednesday.
*sigh. So my mouth is soar, my jaw is tired and I'm highly sarcastic. Not in a bad mood, honestly, just tired.
Thanks for stopping bye
Bitch-Slap You are 0% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 42% Arrogant. |
You are the Bitch-Slap, the hallmark response of any abusive husband! You are more intuitive than others, focusing more on feelings than rational explanations, and you are also probably very brutual because you care more about yourself than the well-being of others. As most of us know, brutality combined with emotion often leads to BITCH-SLAPPING, which is why you are called "The Bitch Slap". (This does not mean you are emotional, only that you are more affected by emotions than rationality when making decisions.) Another trait you possess is that you are very humble, which could mean you are insecure because very few people are brutal AND humble. Not only that, but you are also rather introverted, and any tendencies towards brutality you possess may also result from the fact that you bottle up your emotions and don't show them to others until you explode in rage. Most likely, however, you are not a VIOLENT person, just someone who is rather selfish. At any rate, being a bitch-slap does not necessarily mean you will abuse your spouse; it only means you are rather intuitive, uncaring toward others, brutal, introverted, and possibly insecure.
To put it less negatively: 1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational. 2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. 3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. 4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant. Compatibility: Your exact opposite is the Braggart. Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Schoolyard Bully, the Class Clown, and the Brute. * * If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits. The other personality types: The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble. The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble. The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble. The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble. The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble. The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble. The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble. The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble. The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant. |
Link: The Personality Defect Test written by saint_gasoline on OkCupid Free Online Dating |
HELL LEVEL 3 Raw score: 95% |
There's a special place in Hell for you: the basement penthouse. You scored the nastiest possible on the Sexual Hell Test. You have no sexual restraint whatsoever. You'll take pleasure however you can get it, and my guess is you get it a lot. If for some reason you don't right now, you will soon, as people in your category only tend to spiral down ever deeper into the abyss of carnality and delicious sin. Congratulations. I, personally, think that this category is the best. Paradoxically enough, sexual liberation and indulgence can only bring you closer to purity and honesty. AVOID: all but level 3 hellions like yourself. You wouldn't want to ruin anyone, now would you? |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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Link: The Sexual HELL Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid |
Satan You scored 60% Pride, 70% Envy, 85% Ambition, and 80% Deceitfulness! |
You are Satan, the consummate villain, and the ascendant figure in the unholy trinity. Throughout history you have been called The Serpent, The Accuser, The Devil, Lucifer, The Prince of the Power of the Air, and The Dragon, among other things. Your “compatriots” in the unholy trinity, the Antichrist and the False Prophet, are merely pawns in your futile struggle with God. Though, they probably don’t know this. This is because you are a master of deception; indeed the Bible calls you “The Father of All Lies”. You are also very ambitious, and you strive to be in positions of the utmost authority. Unfortunately, it was impossible for you to obtain the highest title in heaven and this is part of the reason why you decided to leave. Of course, you couldn’t just leave by yourself, so you managed to use your deceptive abilities to get one third of the angels in heaven to join with you in revolt. God put down the rebellion and expelled you from heaven. To most people, it would seem foolish to start a war against God, but pride can sometimes cause people to do foolish things. In heaven, you were the most beautiful and powerful of all angels and you were well aware of this. Unfortunately, you let your pride consume you and your passions led you down the road to perdition. After you were expelled from heaven, you let another one of your attributes consume you—envy. You knew that you could never defeat God, but you could attempt to destroy humanity, his most beloved creation. Your goal is to bring as many people as possible to suffer in Hell with you. Fortunately for you, but unfortunately for the rest of us, you’ve been endowed with all of the attributes necessary (deceptiveness, confidence, ruthlessness, and ambition) to do a terribly good job at this. |
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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Link: The Which Biblical Villain Are You Test written by MetalliScats on Ok Cupid |
I'm not afraid of needles, not really. I'm not afraid of pins, I sew for heavens sakes. Last night I had another morbid dream. They should be classified as nightmares to regular people, but to me.......eh. Bring it on, here we go again.
I remember sitting down at the computer chair wearing my shorts. Something longer than a bent used staple was jammed under my skin behind my knee. Yes I felt it, the whole bit. Yadda yadda. Reaching under my knee to pull it out, it was incredibly longer than it was supposed to be, maybe two inches long. I felt it move under my skin, tearing at my muscles as it was pulled out.
*sigh. This is how my brain works. (you'll see) The warped needles was covered in black dead blood, yup had that before too. Putting it down on the desk, I felt a million of them under my legs, between my thighs, and places I won't get into here. Bent over rather unlady like, I was pulling out the long twisted needles and pins one after another. I'd get dizzy, I'd stop for a bit, then back to it. I took my hand and ran it over my skin, and it felt like (the best way to describe it) was if you had a table covered with used torn out staples and pushed your arm down on it, and lifted it up you'd had them twisted onto your skin. That was my legs and thighs, etc, only they went under the skin. Yeah you got it already.
So finally pulling the last one out, blood all over the rug and chair, the last needle was covered with living healthy blood. Casually I licked it clean, got up (still covered with blood mind you) going to the kitchen for a can of Pepsi.
The meaning behind this......I guess there is still a demon trying to teach me that normalcy is not always good. My brain has to be reminded of morbid grotesque situations........why? How the hell should I know?
Basically I have normal dreams like this to not freak out, and say 'bring it on' to who or whatever wants to whatever........
you get the point. the end. Stick around, I'll p0st another one.
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