Blog thingies...

Here's some 'blog things (personality tests, etc.)' for you. I don't have much experience with them, but as Zim said, "I will try your waffles, Gir!"


***Your Career Type: Investigative***
You are precise, scientific, and intellectual.Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems.
You would make an excellent:
Architect - Biologist - ChemistDentist - Electrical Technician - MathematicianMedical Technician - Meteorologist - PharmacistPhysician - Surveyor - Veterinarian The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent.
What's Your Ideal Career?http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/


***You Have A Type A- Personality***
You are one of the most balanced people around. Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you wantYou rule at success, but success doesn't rule you.
When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back. Whether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love!You live life to the fullest - incorporating the best of both worlds
Do You Have a Type A Personality?http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/

Howl

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Originally uploaded by puppyman3.

Here's a picture from one of the coolest (clean) anime movies, Howl's Moving Castle. There's some awesome artwork in it.

Meh

You know, that's not the real end of the poem-it's only two thirds of it. It would take too much time and work to finish, so you can look it up yourself on the Internet if you want. :P

The Present Crisis (finished)

Backward look across the ages and the beacon-moments see,
That, like peaks of some sunk continent, jut through Oblivion's sea;
Not an ear in court or market for the low foreboding cry
Of those Crises, God's stern winnowers, from whose feet earth's chaff must fly;
Never shows the choice momentous till the judgment hath passed by.

Careless seems the great Avenger; history's pages but record
One death-grapple in the darkness 'twixt old systems and the Word;
Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne,-
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.

We see dimly in the Present what is small and what is great,
Slow of faith how weak an arm may turn this iron helm of fate,
But the soul is still oracular; amid the market's din,
List the ominous stern whisper from the Delphic cave within,-
"They enslave their children's children who make compromise with sin."

Slavery, the earth-born Cyclops, fellest of the giant brood,
Sons of brutish Force and Darkness, who have drenched the earth with blood,
Famished in his self-made desert, blinded by our purer day,
Gropes in yet unblasted regions for his miserable prey;-
Shall we guide his gory fingers where our helpless children play?

Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 't is prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside,
Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified,
And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.