Saturday, April 30, 2005
ISTP (like the oil)
Your Type is
ISTP
Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Strength of the preferences %
11 62 62 22
You are:
slightly expressed introvert
distinctively expressed sensing personality
distinctively expressed thinking personality
slightly expressed perceiving personality
Oh this is good... Id say this is the most accurate personality test ive ever done.
Like their fellow SPs, ISTPs are fundamentally Performers (note the capital 'P' :-)), but as Ts their areas of interest tend to be mechanical rather than artistic like those of ISFPs, and unlike most ESPs they do not present an impression of constant activity. On the contrary, they lie dormant, saving their energy until a project or an adventure worthy of their time comes along--and then they launch themselves at it.
I would say thats me, im more mechanical than artistic, and i struggle to find things worthy of my time, but when i do im usually enthusiastic (or so i believe)
The apparently frenzied state that inevitably ensues is actually much more controlled than it appears--ISTPs always seem to know what they're doing when it comes to physical or mechanical obstacles--but the whole chain of events presents a confusing and paradoxical picture to an outsider.
I usually know what im doing, do you concur? i concur.
ISTPs are equally difficult to understand in their need for personal space, which in turn has an impact on their relationships with others. They need to be able to "spread out"--both physically and psychologically.
You agree? i agree.
But because they need such a lot of flexibility to be as spontaneous as they feel they must be, they tend to become as inflexible as the most rigid J when someone seems to be threatening their lifestyle (although they usually respond with a classic SP rage which is yet another vivid contrast to their "dormant," impassive, detached mode)
Im detatched? I am inflexible tho.
These territorial considerations are usually critical in relationships with ISTPs; communication also tends to be a key issue, since they generally express themselves non-verbally. When they do actually verbalize, ISTPs are masters of the one-liner, often showing flashes of humor in the most tense situations; this can result in their being seen as thick-skinned or tasteless.
I think youll all agree with that one...
Like most SPs, ISTPs may have trouble with rote and abstract classroom learning, which tend not to be good measures of their actual intelligence.
I aint no classroom bitch, do you agree? i agree.
In terms of careers, mechanics and any of the skilled trades are traditional choices, and those ISTPs with strong numerical as well mechanical gifts tend to do extremely well in most areas of engineering. Working as paramedics or firefighters can fulfill the ISTP need to live on the edge; they are at their best in a crisis, where their natural disregard for rules and authority structures allows them to focus on and tackle the emergency at hand in the most effective way.
This i think youll all concur with, since ive wanted to be a sparky, chippy and a long time ago, a mechanic. The part about the paramed and firefighter... in my case is army / cop. I have a disregard for rules and authority. (anyone whose seen me at cadets will agree on that, Altho none of you have)
ISTPs with more sedate careers usually take on high-risk avocations like racing, skydiving, and motorcycling. While aware of the dangers involved, they are so in touch with the physical world that they know they can get away with much smaller safety margins than other types.
I would amputate my left testicle to be a race car driver. also ive wanted to go skydiving for a while.
Famous ISTPs:
Tom Cruise
James Dean
Clint Eastwood
Burt Reynolds
I agree, do you agree?
ISTP
Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Strength of the preferences %
11 62 62 22
You are:
slightly expressed introvert
distinctively expressed sensing personality
distinctively expressed thinking personality
slightly expressed perceiving personality
Oh this is good... Id say this is the most accurate personality test ive ever done.
Like their fellow SPs, ISTPs are fundamentally Performers (note the capital 'P' :-)), but as Ts their areas of interest tend to be mechanical rather than artistic like those of ISFPs, and unlike most ESPs they do not present an impression of constant activity. On the contrary, they lie dormant, saving their energy until a project or an adventure worthy of their time comes along--and then they launch themselves at it.
I would say thats me, im more mechanical than artistic, and i struggle to find things worthy of my time, but when i do im usually enthusiastic (or so i believe)
The apparently frenzied state that inevitably ensues is actually much more controlled than it appears--ISTPs always seem to know what they're doing when it comes to physical or mechanical obstacles--but the whole chain of events presents a confusing and paradoxical picture to an outsider.
I usually know what im doing, do you concur? i concur.
ISTPs are equally difficult to understand in their need for personal space, which in turn has an impact on their relationships with others. They need to be able to "spread out"--both physically and psychologically.
You agree? i agree.
But because they need such a lot of flexibility to be as spontaneous as they feel they must be, they tend to become as inflexible as the most rigid J when someone seems to be threatening their lifestyle (although they usually respond with a classic SP rage which is yet another vivid contrast to their "dormant," impassive, detached mode)
Im detatched? I am inflexible tho.
These territorial considerations are usually critical in relationships with ISTPs; communication also tends to be a key issue, since they generally express themselves non-verbally. When they do actually verbalize, ISTPs are masters of the one-liner, often showing flashes of humor in the most tense situations; this can result in their being seen as thick-skinned or tasteless.
I think youll all agree with that one...
Like most SPs, ISTPs may have trouble with rote and abstract classroom learning, which tend not to be good measures of their actual intelligence.
I aint no classroom bitch, do you agree? i agree.
In terms of careers, mechanics and any of the skilled trades are traditional choices, and those ISTPs with strong numerical as well mechanical gifts tend to do extremely well in most areas of engineering. Working as paramedics or firefighters can fulfill the ISTP need to live on the edge; they are at their best in a crisis, where their natural disregard for rules and authority structures allows them to focus on and tackle the emergency at hand in the most effective way.
This i think youll all concur with, since ive wanted to be a sparky, chippy and a long time ago, a mechanic. The part about the paramed and firefighter... in my case is army / cop. I have a disregard for rules and authority. (anyone whose seen me at cadets will agree on that, Altho none of you have)
ISTPs with more sedate careers usually take on high-risk avocations like racing, skydiving, and motorcycling. While aware of the dangers involved, they are so in touch with the physical world that they know they can get away with much smaller safety margins than other types.
I would amputate my left testicle to be a race car driver. also ive wanted to go skydiving for a while.
Famous ISTPs:
Tom Cruise
James Dean
Clint Eastwood
Burt Reynolds
I agree, do you agree?
Thursday, April 28, 2005
ok i just had this idea. Shhh
I read a story about this guy driving home from a club after he had had 2 drinks.
cops pull him up and breathalyze him, he is good they let him go.
Cop asked how many drinkies he had, he said 1.
This reminded me of saturday, jason got asked that question, he said 3-4.
What i thought would be funny, is if we collected all the bottle caps we get for the next few weeks. Jam them into one of our pockets, and go to 21 or somewhere else with security. Now i used to keep all my bottle caps in my pocket so i could remember how many drinks id had. So you go up, wobble a little, and they say, how many drinks you had mate? and you say, hang on... *reach into pocket and pull out a huge handfull of caps and start counting them* 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 etc... then say "just a couple"
Sorry i though thatd be kinda funny. it was at the time.
I read a story about this guy driving home from a club after he had had 2 drinks.
cops pull him up and breathalyze him, he is good they let him go.
Cop asked how many drinkies he had, he said 1.
This reminded me of saturday, jason got asked that question, he said 3-4.
What i thought would be funny, is if we collected all the bottle caps we get for the next few weeks. Jam them into one of our pockets, and go to 21 or somewhere else with security. Now i used to keep all my bottle caps in my pocket so i could remember how many drinks id had. So you go up, wobble a little, and they say, how many drinks you had mate? and you say, hang on... *reach into pocket and pull out a huge handfull of caps and start counting them* 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 etc... then say "just a couple"
Sorry i though thatd be kinda funny. it was at the time.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
b-a-n-a-F**KING DIE.
Stupidest song of 2005 goes to....
Artist: Stefani, Gwen
Album: Love. Angel. Music. Baby.
Year: 2004
Title: Hollaback Girl
Uh huh, this my sh*t
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
I heard that you were talking sh*t
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us want to be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
Let me hear you say, this sh*t is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again, the shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x
cmon, seriously, do i seriously even have to give shit to this song? WTF is this bananas shit, where the fuck do you get bananas from (other than off a tree) What does bananas have to do with anything in this song? If i was god, i would make a banana tree come to life and kill anyone who likes this song (including its writer)
Even 'then i got high' wouldve taken more braincells to write than this song, i could fart a better tune.
Gwen stefani should be hung drawn and quartered at the same time.
Artist: Stefani, Gwen
Album: Love. Angel. Music. Baby.
Year: 2004
Title: Hollaback Girl
Uh huh, this my sh*t
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
I heard that you were talking sh*t
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us want to be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]
Let me hear you say, this sh*t is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again, the shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]
Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x
cmon, seriously, do i seriously even have to give shit to this song? WTF is this bananas shit, where the fuck do you get bananas from (other than off a tree) What does bananas have to do with anything in this song? If i was god, i would make a banana tree come to life and kill anyone who likes this song (including its writer)
Even 'then i got high' wouldve taken more braincells to write than this song, i could fart a better tune.
Gwen stefani should be hung drawn and quartered at the same time.
Monday, April 18, 2005
For all the weed that I've smoked - yo this blunt's for you
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS
Ive been thinking of posting this for a while, could never be bothered typing it tho, still cant but im bored, natural selection sucks ass, as do hospitals.
Fuck it... i dont give a shit.
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS
Ive been thinking of posting this for a while, could never be bothered typing it tho, still cant but im bored, natural selection sucks ass, as do hospitals.
Fuck it... i dont give a shit.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Ok steve, i got up on thursday at 7am, slept for 2 hours on friday at 7-9am, will now sleep again at 5am.
So thats 48 hours (from 7am thurs to sat) -2 (from 7am to 5am) -2 (sleep time) Thats 44 hours.
Now take into account i did 7.5 hours at HJ's on thursday, 6.45 hours of work at L1, (14.25 hours) and 5.45 hours of work at L1 again tonight, thats 20 hours of solid stand up work in 45 hours. (45 because i finished at 4, its now 5)
I think, that because of lack of alcohol, i had the crappier time. Also because of the fact that i had to watch assholes like you get smashed AND clean up your mess, and you had a choice, you didnt have to stay out and be a pisshead.
So basically what im trying to say, yours might be bigger, but mines longer and harder. :P
Oh and i drove channy home just now, and she didnt try anything. *Shock horror*
So thats 48 hours (from 7am thurs to sat) -2 (from 7am to 5am) -2 (sleep time) Thats 44 hours.
Now take into account i did 7.5 hours at HJ's on thursday, 6.45 hours of work at L1, (14.25 hours) and 5.45 hours of work at L1 again tonight, thats 20 hours of solid stand up work in 45 hours. (45 because i finished at 4, its now 5)
I think, that because of lack of alcohol, i had the crappier time. Also because of the fact that i had to watch assholes like you get smashed AND clean up your mess, and you had a choice, you didnt have to stay out and be a pisshead.
So basically what im trying to say, yours might be bigger, but mines longer and harder. :P
Oh and i drove channy home just now, and she didnt try anything. *Shock horror*
Monday, April 11, 2005
I still got a lot of growing up to do, i still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew.
Yes a song lyric as a title, who'd have thunk.
somethings different around here... oh thats right a new post, and i changed some shit, no really i did... Working on new headder.
So.
Thursday me steve and scotty went to L1 then flannies, steve is so gay, he cant even stand L1 long enuff to perve on the hot osmosis chicks that were there... anyways we got lots drunk and danced and left and passed out at scotts. well me and scott did, steve went home.
Friday, hangover 1 of 2, hungover, feelin fine, didnt do much that i can remember, oh yes, erin came over, i couldnt be fucked doing anything and she wanted to get out of the house, so i took her to mine. problem solved. Then as we all know, went to cranny to do skids and the car shit itself. Busted ass vehicle. Went to work, lauren and christy were there, as was tom eenhuisen, some of you might remember him (or not) as sallys brother. Tom apparently works for TXU or something, and brings in i think he said $12-1400 per fortnight after tax. As for loz n christy, i stole them a few drinks and they were happy.
Saturday, got up at 2, got car towed home, ended up at bens, was an interesting night. BEN YOUR NEIGHBOUR IS A FAG. I should go do burnouts down that street now, i was SO not being smart arsed. I wanted to know, other than when scott did it, when we had been revving our engines, altho i did remember i did it to amys car accidentally, i went to change gear in amys car... and knocked it into N, so it revved, but cmon, both of these were before 11pm, mine was before 10 i believe, if you cant stand noise, move to the blood country. Its too bad he didnt hit me, i wanna have someone charged with assult. Ofcourse, on the upside i dont have a beaten in face, which is always good. Amy, is a dirty little dyke :P, taking your top off, kissing erin (thats just revolting, id never do that...) kissing kiah!!!! (CHEATAR) (mehehe,)
Sunday, Hangover 2 of 2, feelin seedy, slept some, bummed around a bit, yknow, the usual.
I can spell day, D A I Y E.
somethings different around here... oh thats right a new post, and i changed some shit, no really i did... Working on new headder.
So.
Thursday me steve and scotty went to L1 then flannies, steve is so gay, he cant even stand L1 long enuff to perve on the hot osmosis chicks that were there... anyways we got lots drunk and danced and left and passed out at scotts. well me and scott did, steve went home.
Friday, hangover 1 of 2, hungover, feelin fine, didnt do much that i can remember, oh yes, erin came over, i couldnt be fucked doing anything and she wanted to get out of the house, so i took her to mine. problem solved. Then as we all know, went to cranny to do skids and the car shit itself. Busted ass vehicle. Went to work, lauren and christy were there, as was tom eenhuisen, some of you might remember him (or not) as sallys brother. Tom apparently works for TXU or something, and brings in i think he said $12-1400 per fortnight after tax. As for loz n christy, i stole them a few drinks and they were happy.
Saturday, got up at 2, got car towed home, ended up at bens, was an interesting night. BEN YOUR NEIGHBOUR IS A FAG. I should go do burnouts down that street now, i was SO not being smart arsed. I wanted to know, other than when scott did it, when we had been revving our engines, altho i did remember i did it to amys car accidentally, i went to change gear in amys car... and knocked it into N, so it revved, but cmon, both of these were before 11pm, mine was before 10 i believe, if you cant stand noise, move to the blood country. Its too bad he didnt hit me, i wanna have someone charged with assult. Ofcourse, on the upside i dont have a beaten in face, which is always good. Amy, is a dirty little dyke :P, taking your top off, kissing erin (thats just revolting, id never do that...) kissing kiah!!!! (CHEATAR) (mehehe,
Sunday, Hangover 2 of 2, feelin seedy, slept some, bummed around a bit, yknow, the usual.
I can spell day, D A I Y E.
