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Monday, August 3, 2009

Every time someone asks me to take the Myers-Brigg Indicator test, which is like every few years, I'm like split identity on the Introvert/Extrovert quadrant. I don't know what this means. Apparently it means that I am either a "dreamer" or a "visionary," but my psyche hasn't decided which one yet.
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