Bwahahaha!

From chiroho:

You are an SRDL--Sober Rational Destructive Leader. This makes you a mob boss. You are the ultimate alpha person and even your friends give you your space. You can't stand whiners, weaklings, schlemiels or schlemozzles. You don't make many jokes, but when you do, others laugh out loud. They must.

People often turn to you for advice, and wisely. You are calm in a crisis, cautious in a tempest, and attuned to even the finest details. Yours is the profile of a smart head for business and a dangerous enemy.

You have a natural knack for fashion and occupy a suit like a matinee idol. Your charisma is striking and without artifice. You are generous, thoughtful, and appreciate life's finer things.

Please don't kick my ass.

20 Questions to a Better Personality

[in dark alley, bad Italian accent ON] "Jimmy...I think it's time for you to sleep with the fishes." *bang!* [/bad Italian accent]

Hee! Actually, if I'm the mob boss, I guess I'd just have my minions do the dirty work for me, wouldn't I? Hmmm, this has possibilities...

Like a big lazy lump on a log...

It's been drizzling and cool (well, cool for middle TN in early July, which means under 85 F) all day, and I'm all muzzy and lightheaded from the weather. Or possibly I still haven't gotten used to the new glasses. I made it to the library this morning, and spent the afternoon reading the rest of Stardust. I still have visions of how that book could be turned into a movie, and it's come very close to displacing Good Omens as my favorite Gaiman book. It's currently making me want to write fantasy like crazy.

In addition to that one, I ended up getting probably more books than I will read (see my complaining about having no attention span anymore a couple days ago), but none of them are novels, so maybe I'll have more success. I was inspired by a recent discussion on bogland_lit to get an anthology of modern Irish poetry; it took a while to find one that was modern enough to have Eavan Boland in it. I also ended up with one of Billy Collins' anthologies, a book by this guy who traces the changes of the environment near Concord, MA from Thoreau's day to the present by building his own little Walden-esque cabin and walking around, and a book on Robin Hood legends, among a few other things. I tried hunting down some of the Lemony Snicket books, but, alas, someone had checked out the first one, and I didn't want to start in the middle.