God, it's hot...

Hazy by day and humid by night courtesy of the slash-and-burn techniques of Mexico and South America. No, I'm not kidding. There is a slight, permanent fog 24/7. It won't last much longer, but while it does it's annoying as Hell and not to mention it makes the gawd-awful humidity and heat even worse. *mops the puddle of sweat off the floor*

You can blame my new icon on that damn Paula Cole song that has been stuck in my head for the past two days. Aieee!

Nothing of interest to report, so QUIZZES!

I just like being called an intellecticus. Hee! And no, I can't quote Sartre but I can quote his kick-ass girlfriend Simone de Bouvier, who wrote circles around his beatnik ass.


You're the Hipster Intellecticus. Call yourself
what you will (beatnik, philosophy major,
liberal arts student), you're still hip and you
still dig Kerouac.


What Kind of Hipster Are You?
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I wouldn't call myself mysterious but everything else is kinda spot on.


Water-You love to swim, every aspect of the ocean
or sea interests you. You are very loud, but
only when nesscary. You're quite friendly, but
you only trust few people. People are confused
by you, and you love being random, to confuse
them. You're the mysterious one, and you like
it that way.


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