Bored bored bored bored bored. I've been back at work for one day, after a holiday in Wales (wish I'd packed my snorkel for that, by the way), and already I'm so bored my brain is melting. Thank goodness I've got the YFC job to look forward to in the new year. So, I spent a large portion of this afternoon testing my mettle against pointless quizzes on the net. I scored 18 out of 20 on a Red Dwarf quiz (on the BBC website), and 14 out of 14 on The Simpsons (I probably should get out more, shouldn't I?) I can also tell you from the results of extensive scientific tests that the Red Dwarf character I most resemble is Kryten, and that if I was in The Simpsons, I'd be Ned Flanders. (Something of a disappointment. I was really hoping for Sideshow Bob. Honestly, how can you mark yourself high on desire for world domination, and still end up as Ned Flanders?) The most worrying moment of the afternoon was when I narrowly avoided my boss catching me filling in a questionnaire to find out which Desperate Housewife I am. (I'm a Susan, if you're interested.)
From all of this you can divulge the following:
1. If the test results are at all accurate, I'm essentially well-meaning, endearingly disorganised and rampagingly insecure.
2. I need to find something else to occupy my time FAST, before I start to believe I actually AM Susan from Desparate Housewives.
3. It's a really, really, really, really good job my employers don't know about this blog.
