With an omnipotent universal supreme being of undetermined gender which may or may not exist, all things are technically possible!

Hmm, all those "Lows" and no "Very Highs"... one might almost think I was well-adjusted! Mwahaha.

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid Disorder:	Low
Schizoid Disorder:	Low
Schizotypal Disorder:	Moderate
Antisocial Disorder:	Low
Borderline Disorder:	Low
Histrionic Disorder:	High
Narcissistic Disorder:	Moderate
Avoidant Disorder:	Low
Dependent Disorder:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:	High
-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! -- -- Personality Disorders --

Oh, if you have a few minutes, try taking it and sticking the results in the comments. I'm curious.

QOTDs:
Me: So, are you still master of your domain?
Thomas: So far, yes.
Me: Is it getting harder?
[later]
Thomas: I'm handling it.
Me: I'll just bet you are.

Thomas: *jerks car violently, nothing really happens* Damnit, I was trying to slam you into the windshield.
Me: Thomas, repeat after me. This is a windOW. That in front of you is a windSHIELD.
Thomas: Fuck you.
Becca: You know, Thomas, it's pretty forthcoming of you... wanting to slam her into the windshield an dall.
Me: You know, if that had been about anyone but me and Thomas, that would have been funny.
Becca: Hmm, how about me and James?
Me: *hiss*
Becca: Well, it's not you and Thomas...
Me: *hiss*
Kate: This is the part where we dive out of the car in fear, isn't it?
Becca: Yep.

German guy: Sheet! Zee processor has leeterally explohded! It is extreame! (link-finding credit to David)

QOTDs:
Becca: Yeah, after Bob Dole** kissed me, I went into the back and cried.
Me: He was that bad??

Becca: I like breasts.

Kelsey: You and James would start doing it on the baggage collection.
Me: Is that a luggage tag, or are you just happy to see me?

Becca: You do know if you lose weight, you'll lose your breasts, right?
Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! As if I didn't have little enough up front already!

Ryan wishes it to be known that white ninja is amazing. It's his new love. His actual words were "Holy Crap! Sooo Good!"

So, in the process of my Dr. Faustus vs. Frankenstein research, I saw my beloved "Oc" once more.

Ahh, Oc.

The day spent with Brian and Beth was quite interesting... from Brian changing my away message to declare "le slut" to the bizarre frozen faces of George Clooney to the best chairs in the universe, and of course all the fearing of my dog. I don't get it. He's such a little fellow. Why does he inspire such terror?


Where will you be when your laxative starts working?

QOTDs:
Me: So yeah, you and Becca versus me and James... it seems to be a judgement call, could really go either way.
Thomas: You go either way.
Me: Ooh. Good one.
Thomas: Can it be a quote of the year???? For... 2006...?

"birna bcniklel"

All you old lunch people... remember The Contest? It seems Thomas and Will have signed a contract. The first one of them to stop being *cough* master of their domain will owe the other $20. I'm not sure if we're talking any de-mastery, or if it's all right if one is knocked off one's throne by a female. Thomas and Will... it's a tough game to call, but I'm taking bets. Bets, anyone?

QOTYs

Well, tough choices because there were so many funny ones that I just wanted to put all of the really amusing ones here... but here are those that made the 2005 cut.

Seonha: I am lesbian!

"Little did they know, the Russians had their own version of the Concord: the Concordski... DUNNNNN DUNNNNN... DUN-DUN-DUN-DUNNNNNN DUH DUHHHHH!!!!"

Me (smacking James): Wake up! You're dreaming again! You're not Hugh Hefner! You... are not... Hugh... Hefner...!"

"TSP" and "SPA" and "F-SPA", which originated with Snuggles, the naughty adult bear.

Levora: Thomas? What do you have?
Thomas: Umm... denoxious?
Levora: Uh, Thomas, that's not a word.
Thomas: I got it from the dictionary though... it says right here... denoxious.
Jacob: Thomas, that says obnoxious.
Thomas: ...oh.
Levora: That's still wrong.

"Ronald Fitzgerald, inventor of the chair."

Thomas: I can smell your spicy brains.

Me: But I don't mind David.
[pause]
David: MIND ME!

"SNAAAAPE!!!!"

"the" - David

Thomas: What's Slashdot? Is it for pornography?

Also worth mentioning are the bizarre reactions I got from David & Lambert when they realized I read Slashdot. I still don't get why it was a big deal.

"Maypole"

The secret of "Oc" (&c)

Me: (after Honk) Wow, I just experienced catharsis!
Thomas: Yeah... orgasmic catharsis!
/me smacks Thomas in the head.

Parents: So, what do you do for a living?
The_Boyfriend: I'm a batsuit consultant... yep...

"<-- dbl" (MagnaDoodle goodness)

My mom: Real Amish don't HAVE reflections.

David (on the guy who tried to commit suicide in an interesting way): I hate life... I guess I'll just have to shove a lit firecracker up my ass...

Ryan: Felonies go on my permanent record.
Me: Planning on committing a lot of those, are you?
Ryan: Just saying...

James: Weakling! She thwaps you and you change your song.
Me: Well, I thwap anyone and they change their song.
James: This is why you can't have a budgie.

Becca: I'm afraid of the penis.

David: Hey, Emily... got root... beer?

Me: Thomas saw girl parts!

James: It has a note too, which says 'Do not touch on pain of' and then instead of trying to describe it ineptly, I drew a picture. It's a stick man being hung, drawn, quartered, then having his sexual organs removed and each part of him spit-roasted. The sun has a smiley face though, so it's not all disturbing.

Thomas (randomly): Hey, remember when I threatened to deflower your firstborn?

"Oh my GOD, you're OBESE!!?!"

Kels: It's because he was in the presence of two foxy ladies. And by foxy ladies... I mean you and Spencer.

Peter: In the evening-- TECHNO RAVE.

Me(while playing BS): Three queens... four if you count Thomas.

James: Soup comes in tins, surely!

"HAIRY SALAD!!!"

"Wait! Emily! I have to tell you about the OC!"

And...

I "heart" [aardvark, badger, civet]