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July 8th, 2007

lifeonqueen: (Misc - Too Many Books - theefed from Ele)
Sunday, July 8th, 2007 01:04 am




You're The Guns of August!

by Barbara Tuchman

Though you're interested in war, what you really want to know is what
causes war. You're out to expose imperialism, militarism, and nationalism for what they
really are. Nevertheless, you're always living in the past and have a hard time dealing
with what's going on today. You're also far more focused on Europe than anywhere else in
the world. A fitting motto for you might be "Guns do kill, but so can
diplomats."



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.






You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.






You're The Mists of Avalon!

by Marion Zimmer Bradley

You're obsessed with Camelot in all its forms, from Arthurian legend
to the Kennedy administration. Your favorite movie from childhood was "The Sword in
the Stone". But more than tales of wizardry and Cuban missiles, you've focused on
women. You know that they truly hold all the power. You always wished you could meet
Jackie Kennedy.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

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lifeonqueen: (Misc - Headdesk)
Sunday, July 8th, 2007 05:43 pm
Spent the entire weekend on the couch reading fanfic and napping when I should be getting shit done for Ireland or even just my laundry.

Could it be that I'm depressed? Mmm, yes, survery says I think so.

Great, now I'm going to go into work tomorrow feeling like stressy and bad because I haven't accomplished anything and my therapist is going to give me shit.

God, why do I do this to myself again? Oh, right - depressed. Yes, I'd forgotten.