Oct 30, 2007 01:33
I finally gave in and took that Myers-Briggs personality test. Apparently, I'm an INFJ.
The toe is healing well, it seems, and has almost entirely stopped hurting, except when stomped on by a heedless Pug.
The pies turned out nicely too, and two of them went to my neighbor because, as usual, once I'd had the fun of baking them, I had absolutely no desire to actually eat any, and it seemed a shame to just throw them out...
All is calm here for the time being, and I suppose that's the best I can ask for at the moment.
Everything I say lately strikes me as being rather foolish, boring, pointless, and vapid, which is why I've been rather quiet. Speaking without a good reason to do so seems very unappealing to me...and I find so very few good reasons...