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Wednesday, March 19th, 2003
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8:58a - archie was not fucking mr. weatherbee!!!
so i was bored, right? and boredom with a dsl connection invariably leads to taking lame internet quizzes, right? (after all news sources have been exhausted, naturally.) so i found some quiz which purports that everybody can be characterized by one of the seven deadly sins, which i of course, believe to be neither deadly nor sin, but whatever. basically, what they were syaing is that either gluttony, sloth, lust, greed, pride, envy or wrath dictates your major (and minor) life decisions. it's a load of bullcrap, i know, but intriguing nonetheless.
so i take this quiz, and it kinda creeps me out, because i expect cosmo questions like "your dream guy catches you on grungy clothes (with no make-up, not even powder!) at the supermarket, what do you do?" but these questions were all serious and stuff, like "you develop pancreatic cancer and treatment necessitates chemo therapy, but you only have a 35% chance of blah blah blah..." creepy. finally, i get to the end of depresso-quiz and click "enter." turns out that my defining sin is pride. oh, i think, okay. whatever. i would have thought sloth, maybe, or greed, even, but whatever. i'm no expert.
pride pride pride. i was happy with that. i mean, how bad could pride really be, right? then i starting thinking back to the ninth grade--you know, when you had to break open that sophocles in freshman english? and i'm thinking, waitaminute...this whole defining sin thing sounds like hamartia, you know, that tragic flaw which will eventually lead to my downfall. what was oedipus' tragic flaw, what was it again? oh that's right, hubris. what the fuck is hubris...it was...um...oh, pride, that's right, pride. wait, what?! pride? dude! pride is the sort of thing for which you stab your own eyes out, or at the very least, zeus knocks your ass down with a bolt of lightning. this sucks! i've got like the worst defining characteristic of them all!
oh, but wait again. shit, i don't believe in greek gods. what do i care? fuck zeus! fuck him right in his fucki--hey you know what? i'm not gonna push my luck on this one.
"what is this, a lying seminar?"
current mood: paranoid
current music: pete yorn
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