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Er... yeah. Multiple choice tests are soooo accurate (... okay, I am an architect, but still. I tend to consider these things to be meaningless)


Multiple Intelligences Test

The Seven Intelligence Areas

The Seven Intelligence Areas

Linguistic: 8

Logical-Mathematical: 6

Spatial: 9

Bodily-Kinesthetic: 3

Musical: 7

Interpersonal: 4

Intrapersonal: 7



A Short Definition of your Highest Score

Spatial - the ability to perceive and represent the visual-spatial world accurately, to arrange color, line, shape, form and space to meet the needs of others, to interpret and graphically represent visual or spatial ideas, to transform visual or spatial ideas into imaginative and expressive creations. Possible vocations that use spatial intelligence include illustrator, artist, guide, photographer, interior decorator, painter, clothing designer, weaver, builder, architect, art critic, inventor, or cinematographer.

(no subject)

Er... yeah. Multiple choice tests are soooo accurate (... okay, I am an architect, but still. I tend to consider these things to be meaningless)


Multiple Intelligences Test

The Seven Intelligence Areas

The Seven Intelligence Areas

Linguistic: 8

Logical-Mathematical: 6

Spatial: 9

Bodily-Kinesthetic: 3

Musical: 7

Interpersonal: 4

Intrapersonal: 7



A Short Definition of your Highest Score

Spatial - the ability to perceive and represent the visual-spatial world accurately, to arrange color, line, shape, form and space to meet the needs of others, to interpret and graphically represent visual or spatial ideas, to transform visual or spatial ideas into imaginative and expressive creations. Possible vocations that use spatial intelligence include illustrator, artist, guide, photographer, interior decorator, painter, clothing designer, weaver, builder, architect, art critic, inventor, or cinematographer.

(no subject)

Er... yeah. Multiple choice tests are soooo accurate (... okay, I am an architect, but still. I tend to consider these things to be meaningless)


Multiple Intelligences Test

The Seven Intelligence Areas

The Seven Intelligence Areas

Linguistic: 8

Logical-Mathematical: 6

Spatial: 9

Bodily-Kinesthetic: 3

Musical: 7

Interpersonal: 4

Intrapersonal: 7



A Short Definition of your Highest Score

Spatial - the ability to perceive and represent the visual-spatial world accurately, to arrange color, line, shape, form and space to meet the needs of others, to interpret and graphically represent visual or spatial ideas, to transform visual or spatial ideas into imaginative and expressive creations. Possible vocations that use spatial intelligence include illustrator, artist, guide, photographer, interior decorator, painter, clothing designer, weaver, builder, architect, art critic, inventor, or cinematographer.

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gakked from Artemis_child:

Write a random phrase from each of the following:

Nearest book to you:
"No, you don't understand," she said desperately. "I almost killed Broussard. I might also kill you."

"Yes, but you wanted to kill him, because he was very, very, very bad," Corday said, kissing the corner of her mouth, under her chin, and at the hollow of her throat with each "very." "You will not want to kill me, for I promise to be very, very good."

I am a vampire. She gave a despairing groan. He would not understand. He was not the type of man to believe such things. "I might still do it" was all she could say. --Night Fires, Karen Harbaugh

Nearest cd insert:
"I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with life/'cause that's a sad excuse/An age old game of rat and mouse/Chasin' us from house to house/I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with you/It's wrong with me as well/Are you alive/Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to call and tell you to be strong/Are you alive/ Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to face the truth that it was wrong/Amigone
-- Goo Goo Dolls, from the CD "Dizzy Up the Girl"

Nearest piece of paper that you wrote on:
Pain expanded in his chest, sharp and concentrated at first then radiating outward. His eyes flew open and he gazed into the face of. . .

Bloody hell, was that the Virgin Mary?

Spike blinked and tried to focus as pain raced through him. He knew a thing or three about pain. He could keep things in perspective.

"I missed your heart," a voice said from behind him.

Spike looked down at his chest to see the stake sticking out of it. "Not by much," he drawled. "Was it deliberate or just bad aim, luv?"

A scream escaped him as the woman pulled ths take out. "It was practice."

As she walked away, Spike became aware of his surroundings. In front of him was a stained glass window, dark from lack of light, the floor was littered with dirt and plaster, the altar smashed, and the choir loft nothing more than charred rubble.

As Spike stood, lashed to what had once been a cross before he had ordered the cross beam removed, he began a pained, coughing laugh. The Powers that Be had a sodding sense of humor affter all. He was tied up in the church where he had once bled Angel to save Dru. From a long shelved fanfic "Incendiary" (that way, way predates Dana. Actually the woman that is torturing Spike is "I'll take away your bucket" Justine.

Something on your desk: "Easter, which in the Christian faith commemorates the Ressurection of Christ and consequently is the most sacred of holly days, is also the name of an ancient Saxon festival and of the pagan goddess of spring and offspring Eastre. Second-century Christian missionaries, spreading out among the Teutonic tribes north of Rome, encountered nummerous heathen religions observances. Whenever possible, the missionaries did not interfere too strongly with entrenched customs. Rather, quietly--and often ingeniously--they attempted to transform pagan practices into ceremonies that harmonized with Christian doctrine. [...] Christian missionaries astutely observed that the centuries-old festival of Eastre, commemorating the start of spring, coincided with the time of year of their own observance of the Resurrection of Christ. Thus, the Resurrection subsumed under the protective rubic Eastre (later spelled Easter). [...] According to the Venerable Bede, the English historian who lived in 672 tp 735, the goddess Eastre was worshipped by the Anglo-Saxons through her earthly symbol, the hare. " Panati's Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things

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gakked from Artemis_child:

Write a random phrase from each of the following:

Nearest book to you:
"No, you don't understand," she said desperately. "I almost killed Broussard. I might also kill you."

"Yes, but you wanted to kill him, because he was very, very, very bad," Corday said, kissing the corner of her mouth, under her chin, and at the hollow of her throat with each "very." "You will not want to kill me, for I promise to be very, very good."

I am a vampire. She gave a despairing groan. He would not understand. He was not the type of man to believe such things. "I might still do it" was all she could say. --Night Fires, Karen Harbaugh

Nearest cd insert:
"I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with life/'cause that's a sad excuse/An age old game of rat and mouse/Chasin' us from house to house/I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with you/It's wrong with me as well/Are you alive/Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to call and tell you to be strong/Are you alive/ Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to face the truth that it was wrong/Amigone
-- Goo Goo Dolls, from the CD "Dizzy Up the Girl"

Nearest piece of paper that you wrote on:
Pain expanded in his chest, sharp and concentrated at first then radiating outward. His eyes flew open and he gazed into the face of. . .

Bloody hell, was that the Virgin Mary?

Spike blinked and tried to focus as pain raced through him. He knew a thing or three about pain. He could keep things in perspective.

"I missed your heart," a voice said from behind him.

Spike looked down at his chest to see the stake sticking out of it. "Not by much," he drawled. "Was it deliberate or just bad aim, luv?"

A scream escaped him as the woman pulled ths take out. "It was practice."

As she walked away, Spike became aware of his surroundings. In front of him was a stained glass window, dark from lack of light, the floor was littered with dirt and plaster, the altar smashed, and the choir loft nothing more than charred rubble.

As Spike stood, lashed to what had once been a cross before he had ordered the cross beam removed, he began a pained, coughing laugh. The Powers that Be had a sodding sense of humor affter all. He was tied up in the church where he had once bled Angel to save Dru. From a long shelved fanfic "Incendiary" (that way, way predates Dana. Actually the woman that is torturing Spike is "I'll take away your bucket" Justine.

Something on your desk: "Easter, which in the Christian faith commemorates the Ressurection of Christ and consequently is the most sacred of holly days, is also the name of an ancient Saxon festival and of the pagan goddess of spring and offspring Eastre. Second-century Christian missionaries, spreading out among the Teutonic tribes north of Rome, encountered nummerous heathen religions observances. Whenever possible, the missionaries did not interfere too strongly with entrenched customs. Rather, quietly--and often ingeniously--they attempted to transform pagan practices into ceremonies that harmonized with Christian doctrine. [...] Christian missionaries astutely observed that the centuries-old festival of Eastre, commemorating the start of spring, coincided with the time of year of their own observance of the Resurrection of Christ. Thus, the Resurrection subsumed under the protective rubic Eastre (later spelled Easter). [...] According to the Venerable Bede, the English historian who lived in 672 tp 735, the goddess Eastre was worshipped by the Anglo-Saxons through her earthly symbol, the hare. " Panati's Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things

(no subject)

gakked from Artemis_child:

Write a random phrase from each of the following:

Nearest book to you:
"No, you don't understand," she said desperately. "I almost killed Broussard. I might also kill you."

"Yes, but you wanted to kill him, because he was very, very, very bad," Corday said, kissing the corner of her mouth, under her chin, and at the hollow of her throat with each "very." "You will not want to kill me, for I promise to be very, very good."

I am a vampire. She gave a despairing groan. He would not understand. He was not the type of man to believe such things. "I might still do it" was all she could say. --Night Fires, Karen Harbaugh

Nearest cd insert:
"I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with life/'cause that's a sad excuse/An age old game of rat and mouse/Chasin' us from house to house/I'm not sayin' that it's something wrong with you/It's wrong with me as well/Are you alive/Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to call and tell you to be strong/Are you alive/ Amigone/Miracles gone wrong/Is it too late to face the truth that it was wrong/Amigone
-- Goo Goo Dolls, from the CD "Dizzy Up the Girl"

Nearest piece of paper that you wrote on:
Pain expanded in his chest, sharp and concentrated at first then radiating outward. His eyes flew open and he gazed into the face of. . .

Bloody hell, was that the Virgin Mary?

Spike blinked and tried to focus as pain raced through him. He knew a thing or three about pain. He could keep things in perspective.

"I missed your heart," a voice said from behind him.

Spike looked down at his chest to see the stake sticking out of it. "Not by much," he drawled. "Was it deliberate or just bad aim, luv?"

A scream escaped him as the woman pulled ths take out. "It was practice."

As she walked away, Spike became aware of his surroundings. In front of him was a stained glass window, dark from lack of light, the floor was littered with dirt and plaster, the altar smashed, and the choir loft nothing more than charred rubble.

As Spike stood, lashed to what had once been a cross before he had ordered the cross beam removed, he began a pained, coughing laugh. The Powers that Be had a sodding sense of humor affter all. He was tied up in the church where he had once bled Angel to save Dru. From a long shelved fanfic "Incendiary" (that way, way predates Dana. Actually the woman that is torturing Spike is "I'll take away your bucket" Justine.

Something on your desk: "Easter, which in the Christian faith commemorates the Ressurection of Christ and consequently is the most sacred of holly days, is also the name of an ancient Saxon festival and of the pagan goddess of spring and offspring Eastre. Second-century Christian missionaries, spreading out among the Teutonic tribes north of Rome, encountered nummerous heathen religions observances. Whenever possible, the missionaries did not interfere too strongly with entrenched customs. Rather, quietly--and often ingeniously--they attempted to transform pagan practices into ceremonies that harmonized with Christian doctrine. [...] Christian missionaries astutely observed that the centuries-old festival of Eastre, commemorating the start of spring, coincided with the time of year of their own observance of the Resurrection of Christ. Thus, the Resurrection subsumed under the protective rubic Eastre (later spelled Easter). [...] According to the Venerable Bede, the English historian who lived in 672 tp 735, the goddess Eastre was worshipped by the Anglo-Saxons through her earthly symbol, the hare. " Panati's Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things