In the Reservoir Dogs test,
(http://www.bmgrafix.net/tests/resdogs/) I apparently tend to fall more on the "Mr. Brown" side of things, for various reasons...one of them being my lack of willingness to die "only after I do a silly dance."

Oh well.

My "DeathKiddy" test is far more accurate: http://www.deathboy.co.uk/test/

40% - 50% (Agressive)
"Pissed off and not worried about showing it. You're socially dysfunctional and ready to stand up for yourself. Not the senseless psychopath you *could* be, but not prepared to take shit."
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Onto other subjects...

I'm being...reminded that I should make up an Xmas list by my sister's...whatever he is. This is distressing. Obviously, he's trying to re-invent himself as a good guy and as my "brother," as it were, but...I get the feeling I'm being placated or bought or something and I don't like it. Were I younger and more materialistic, this probably wouldn't bother me, but at this stage in my life, there really ain't a whole lot I really
-want-. Sure, there's stuff I'd like to have, but it doesn't really get me going like the *basics*. The basics are, of course, cash and car. (After that, it's sex and drugs...and you cannot and should not recieve things like *that* from your family, obviously.) I like these things. I would be perfectly happy to recieve them for every occasion that gifts are given. I don't need anyone to be *thoughtful*; cash is *more* than thoughtful. In fact, it's probably the most thoughtful thing I could recieve. I don't need you to "know" me...you don't. You never will. Just understand that the easiest way to fill my needs is with the Almighty Dollar.

I mean, unless you're gonna splurge on a plane ticket and hotel reserverations...