(via Brian Kane)
Hey, I am what I am. No one will ever accuse me of being the life of the party, nor would I ever want to be. I hate crowds. If I ever go to Hell, it will likely be a shopping mall during the height of the Christmas rush. I don't mind people, necessarily, but I prefer them in very small doses.
On the good ol' Myers-Briggs test, I always come out as an INFJ. Of course, being a History major, I'm not smart enough to know what all of that means, except for the I
Now I can count myself as a member of an oppressed minority. I'm thinking reparations might be next, eh?? There has GOT to be SOMEONE I can sue....
In the meantime, perhaps I can take advantage of my oppressed minority status and get some perks at home. Or not.