The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz

For some reason on my computer it’s not showing the image…?? So, in case anyone was wondering…I scored a 42% ranking myself as a George Foreman Grill. Boo-Ya…!!?!

Dear Your Name Here,

Web Design class is some bunk-ass shit. I left all the files for my website at home….or something like that. The Turkey Day vacation rotted my brain and I need to sleep forever. I made this funny-ass thing with crayons for class at 5 this morning before I went to sleep. I think I spent all of a half hour on it…..then I passed out with my pen in my hand. Nicci kicked me at 8:30, and now I’m here. I think I’m going to sleep. Staphni Heroin is my only fanclub member. I apologize if my previous letter may have offended anyone. On a random note, I somehow beat Nicci at Scrabble yesterday. Now that it’s in print on the internet it must be true. I need to eat breakfast.

Yours for the night,
n i ck

P.S. – BCR band group photos are in December. Tim, Nicci and Borguno already know….so…….everyone else, yeah.

…I think I am about to die. It’s true.

n i ck

P.S. – I think my radio is going to follow my lead, “dipshit” is a funny word when you think about it.

Dear Scantily Clad,

So….I went to bed pretty early yesterday in hopes of being well rested enough to go out to Ypsi and get some of this homework done during open lab today. I got off work at 3, and came home to check my email and noticed that there was a message in there saying that we didn’t have open lab today. Excellent. Now I’m feeling even further behind, though there should be no doubt in my mind that I will successfully finish all of my deadlines, I can’t help but feel a little worried with the close of the semester coming quite so fast.

Miranda’s showering boyfriend in the final episode is a fucking tool, for real. Hmmm, I think I’m hungry….and I got some drawings and stuff to scan in. Not to mention the crayon drawings that I have to do for web design (which I might put off ’til tuesday.) Nevermind, I’m neurotic. I think I just figured it all out…ah yes. Ok….now, to make the title relevant. There are many types of fish that are yellow, but I am not one of them.

I’m lying yes I am,
n i ck

P.S. – …because I have to, it’s my religion.

P.S.S. – I think Scantily Clad will be a good name for the newest of the short song BCR albums….um, I guess let me know what you think….err….yeah, that sounds promising. Anyway,…

Dear Telephone #,

Have you any idea how many fools are standing in line to buy cameras at 5 in the morning the day after the turkey feast. It’s a goddamn, fucking, shit, fucking, piss, ass, bitch, cunt, whore….seriously. I was drinking beer all Thanksgiving, I didn’t need to get up at 5. I didn’t really need to deal with people either….oh well. So I’ve been eating leftovers like crazy today…and there was some good sales. I got 100 blank CD’s for $17, a Gun’s and Roses CD for $6, and a clue. Well, not really…but I got the game for I dunno…like $7 maybe. Now me and Nicci have a new game to play…

Other than that I suppose I should do homework or something…on that note, I may try to finally graduate college next semester. Yeah right though, we’ll see, who knows….fuck it. It’s not like it’ll make me any smarter, or better at what I do.

n i ck

P.S. – Or will it…? I’m beyond help, but I can’t wait to see Ron Livingston (from Office Space) in Season 6.