Archive for December, 2007

Jung Typology Test

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Someone posted this test on Neowin. You have to answer about 5 minutes worth of questions after which the results are tabulated and you are presented with your Temperament and a break down of your characteristics. For instance, I am an INTJ (Rational Mastermind). My description is as follows:

Of the four aspects of strategic analysis and definition, it is the contingency planning or entailment organizing role that reaches the highest development in Masterminds. Entailing or contingency planning is not an informative activity, rather it is a directive one in which the planner tells others what to do and in what order to do it. As the organizing capabilities the Masterminds increase so does their inclination to take charge of whatever is going on.

It is in their abilities that Masterminds differ from the other Rationals, while in most of their attitudes they are just like the others. However there is one attitude that sets them apart from other Rationals: they tend to be much more self-confident than the rest, having, for obscure reasons, developed a very strong will. They are rather rare, comprising no more than, say, one percent of the population. Being very judicious, decisions come naturally to them; indeed, they can hardly rest until they have things settled, decided, and set. They are the people who are able to formulate coherent and comprehensive contingency plans, hence contingency organizers or “entailers.”

Masterminds will adopt ideas only if they are useful, which is to say if they work efficiently toward accomplishing the Mastermind’s well-defined goals. Natural leaders, Masterminds are not at all eager to take command of projects or groups, preferring to stay in the background until others demonstrate their inability to lead. Once in charge, however, Masterminds are the supreme pragmatists, seeing reality as a crucible for refining their strategies for goal-directed action. In a sense, Masterminds approach reality as they would a giant chess board, always seeking strategies that have a high payoff, and always devising contingency plans in case of error or adversity. To the Mastermind, organizational structure and operational procedures are never arbitrary, never set in concrete, but are quite malleable and can be changed, improved, streamlined. In their drive for efficient action, Masterminds are the most open-minded of all the types. No idea is too far-fetched to be entertained-if it is useful. Masterminds are natural brainstormers, always open to new concepts and, in fact, aggressively seeking them. They are also alert to the consequences of applying new ideas or positions. Theories which cannot be made to work are quickly discarded by the Masterminds. On the other hand, Masterminds can be quite ruthless in implementing effective ideas, seldom counting personal cost in terms of time and energy.

Dwight D. Eisenhower, General Ulysses S. Grant, Frideriche Nietsche, Niels Bohr, Peter the Great, Stephen Hawking, John Maynard Keynes, Lise Meitner”, Ayn Rand and Sir Isaac Newton are examples of Rational Masterminds.

Take the test and let me know what you got.

To My Dearest

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To My Dearest (12/16/2007)

I need you and miss you and wish I could have you
To feel the embrace of unlimited value
The warmth of the comfort of all that I cherish
The power to conquer and watch it all perish
A faith with no merits, a hand there to guide me
Get high in the knowledge that you are beside me
Where are you hiding and where have you gone now?
I’m feeling so weak, take grab of my arm now
And lift me on up and take hold of my being
Deafen the whispers and blind what I’m seeing
I’m jealous, I envy, I’m caving to pressure
And I need the strength from the one that I treasure
But you aren’t here now, you’re not even close
Every second without you, I lose sight of hope
I take grab of the rope, but it’s only a string
And snaps with the weight of the pressure I bring
As I fall to the sting and withdraw from the light
I need what you bring, I need it to fight
When everything’s wrong and nothing is right
You inspire a strength that can make me alright
You’re perfect, a beauty, a true source of passion
You’re my motivation to stand and take action
Without you I’m nothing and I can not take this
A letter from Chris to my love, dearest hatred

Notes: Just had to get that out. I’m hoping that the ending isn’t what people expected.

Scatter Brained Admittance

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Scatter Brained Admittance (12/15/2007)

I try to hide the thoughts that are bothering me
But the more that I try to, the harder it seems
I waste away the day completely consumed in it
Running in circles and there’s really no use in it
I hate that there’s truth in it, I’m ashamed of the facts
That I could open the doors and just get so attached
I laid out the tracks, but it’s left me derailed
Unable to change all the ways that I’ve failed
And the pages are stale and it’s all repetition
When I get used to a presence, it’s like an addiction
A recycled affliction that strains every nerve
And makes me believe that the pain is deserved
God, I hate every word, but I’m needing to vent this
I’ve already lost days while I’m trying to get this
In every damn sentence, in every damn image
I see the same thing and the thought is not finished
I’m down and I’m listless and I’m losing my sanity
Lost in the ways of the essence and vanity
Externally precious and the inner’s near perfect
So why the hell do I feel so secluded and nervous?
But, fuck it, it’s worth it, I’ll battle this daily
If it means I can smile and cease with the failing
But it doesn’t make sense and I’m losing my mind now
I can’t shake away the truths that I find out
The horrible facts of the life that I live in
Nothing’s specific and nothing is given
Internal confusion that I carry inside of me
Tucked far away in the man that I try to be
Like gray in the sky to see, I’m behind all the clouds
But the light that I see tends to bring it all out
With walls coming down, an internal admission
That you’re all that I see and I love every vision

Notes: I’ve had a hard time catching a beat to write to, but something’s been bothering me and I needed to vent it out, a bit. I think the lack of clarity in this piece is an exhibition of the confusion I’m dealing with while also being my way of dealing with this personally.

Serj Tankian “Lie Lie Lie” Live

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Serj Tankian, one of the singers from System of a Down, recently put out his solo album and I, sadly, just discovered it. If you’re a fan of rock, at all, you have to give it a listen. It is amazing. Below is the video of a live performance of “Lie Lie Lie” off the album “Elect the Dead”.

Another Samsung Blackjack on the way out

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You’ll remember that, earlier this year, I bought myself a Samsung Blackjack. If you do, you should also remember that the antenna in the first one died and I had to have it replaced. Well, the antenna in the replacement is now on it’s way out and it only took a week to convince AT&T that it’s not a down tower in the area, but a faulty phone. At least I know it’s not my fault. The unit and the original were both made within a a 5 month period that is now being placed under advisory because of, you guessed it, a faulty antenna connection. Apparently, the darn thing comes loose. Man, will someone get Samsung a tube of crazy glue, please.

My point in all of this, besides bitching, is to let you guys and girls know that if I don’t answer your call or text, it may very well be because I didn’t get it. I paid for express shipping, so I should get the replacement on Monday or Tuesday (I believe).

Scumbags Everywhere

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I want to write a poem, but I have absolutely no flow at all. Instead, I’ll talk about something completely unrelated to what I want to write about.

It’s amazing how there are scumbags in every facet of life. Recently, there has been a rash of items and money stolen right out of the employee break room (a.k.a. “the hub”). Today, a new girl, Irene, had $25 stolen right out of her wallet which was left in her purse. Granted, she probably shouldn’t have left her purse in the hub in the first place, but she’s new and probably thought that people had a little respect, at least. Nope, not a chance. She was pissed and I felt really bad for her. Who expects one’s co-workers to be such fucking scumbags?

I was going to offer to lend Irene a few bucks for lunch, but my wonderfully kind friend, Anthony, made the gesture first. He realized a bit too late that it was a perfect “in” for me since this girl is pretty cute. As he said, “I should have let you since you’re the single one.” I reminded him that it’s supposed to be “Bro’s before hoes” to which he replied, “It’s not like I would cheat on my girl, anyway”. I thanked him again for ruining a perfect shot like that.

That’s really all I have, lol. That story would have been a lot better if you were there. You weren’t. Don’t worry, though. I retold it using lots of commas.

Crucible of Thoughts

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Crucible of Thoughts (12/8/2007)

I wake to face the thoughts that echo inside
My brain’s the safest place where the process can hide
The space behind my eyes, the chamber within
A mix of love and fear and the good ways and sin
Where ambitions within will meld into catastrophe
And liquefied dramatics, once poured, that come after me
It’s something that I have to see to understand this life
But how do I really know when the wrong things are right?
Cause my sight is subjective when I see what I reach for
The scenario’s been given thought, but I think that it needs more
The battle, in me, stored and hidden from public
I bottle it up whether I hate it or love it
Cause I hate to discuss it when I don’t know the outcome
I’m never really finished when I say that I’m now done
The puzzle continues and plays with me daily
I can never succeed, though I’m not really failing
I just tail it off at the end as I retreat to my mind
To over think it through and lose track of the time
Look at those eyes, though, I love what’s within
Yet, the questions remain when the lines are drawn thin
But the light is drawn in and turns into a spotlight
The heat is intense, but I don’t care if it’s not right
Or maybe I do and I’ll just bite into the bullet
Made from the meld that my confusion’s polluted

Notes: It’s intentionally convoluted. As for the technical aspects, it’s a little rough since I kept getting fucking distracted.

Babbled and Scribbled

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Babbled and Scribbled (12/5/2007)

Let me address this nonsense and face it directly
You upset me, pissed me off, you think that you get me?
You’re guessing, you get me? You’re angry and venting
Saying silly things to the one you’re addressing
Confessing this truth that will never exist
Take both your wrists right to your lips and sip
Choke on your words while you whine and bitch
I stand behind every fucking rhyme I spit
But I don’t mind this shit cause it’s feeding my fire
Please keep this up and let me know I’m a liar
Ignoring the truth of some dream of yours
I’ll bless my lines while you bleed in yours
And you’ll see these doors, the ones that I’ll shut now
You think that I care, but I don’t give a fuck now
Never really did and never really tried to
I never gave a shit when you thought I’d be beside you
And now I’m here to find you writing your verses
About a guy on a stage when he gets introverted
Making him nervous til he caves in to pressure
And he runs away instead of facing the lecture
But your pace wasn’t measured and your facts weren’t checked out
He left in the night and won’t come back for the rest now
He’s doing his best now and never really looks back
And he doesn’t regret any single thing that he took back
So, pen to the book back and leave to the stage right
I can babble and still win, there’s no sight of the stage fright
You can scribble inane lines, compare mine to the weather
But, when I’m done with my laughing, my rhymes are still better

Notes: Not my best piece, but I didn’t actually want to write lol.

Have we lost the sense of moderation?

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When did the world completely lose it’s mind? Why does common sense continue to fail to blind, rabid extremism? I wish I knew.

Every where I look, I feel bludgeoned by the extremism that is ever so present in our society today. Just look at the current presidential candidates. You look at either side, and all you’ll find is varying versions of extremism. There’s not a moderate among them. I really had thought that after the last election, these people would realize the error of their ways and understand that going all the way to the left or all the way to the right isn’t going to unite or benefit the country. It creates an uncontrollable rift.

That’s a rather large scale, so let’s shrink it down a bit. Take a look at the console wars. For the uninitiated, their are rather rabid fans of both the Xbox 360 and the Playstation 3 roaming the internet in virtual droves. They wander from site to site and attack the other side without mercy or logic. It goes beyond offense, though. These people will also defend every single move their chosen company makes, regardless of the benefit to them as a consumer. There’s no moderation. Everyone on the other side is always wrong and their platform is always right. Should someone from their side speak out, they risk stoning and/or death of a beloved kitten.

Why can’t people settle on an ideology based on common sense? I try my best to do that. I own an Xbox 360 and, as with any choice in life, it has it’s pros and cons. I’m accepting of that fact. I’m also registered as an Independent. I realize that neither side is 100% correct, but that a mix of ideas from the left and from the right is where the perfection lies.

What do you guys and girls think? Am I over exaggerating this or is there a problem? Don’t be afraid to speak up. Your kittens are safe here.

Finally…a journal entry

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I never know what to say on these things. I know if I say something like “Jessica Alba Nude” I’ll get a ton of hits, but I’m not sure people will like what they find in their fruitless search. Anyways, let me get all personal for the boys and girls out in the internet world.

A weird thing occurred at work today. Three co-workers and I were in the warehouse talking a bit and this new girl working in media kept coming over to ask one of them questions. I didn’t think anything of it, but the girl who was with us, who tends to have a “biting” personality (lol), started making loud comments how this girl is treating this kid like her life coach and all. I know it was in good humor and all, but this new chick seems REALLY nice (I mean that she literally looks like she’ll be saint material one day or something) and I felt guilty afterward. What the hell is that? To make it even worse, I had to ask her help finding something for a customer I was helping because the customer was “attractive” and I’m still a guy, no matter how many times I’ve struck out recently. That was wonderful.

That’s not the weird part, though. My buddy and another co-worker passing by suggested that she would be good for me. Why? Ok, she’s pretty cute, nothing amazing, but maybe I’m too picky. Looking at my track record, I tend to go for the girls who are one shot hookups and look for a relationship with the girls that I can’t seem to have. I don’t know why it hit me so hard, but it’s bugging me like no hell. I think I’m going to just try to be friends with her, if I see her enough. That’s a decent middle ground, no? It’ll shut my idiots friends up and maybe balance out the karma from laughing at the life coach joke. Worse comes to worse, she’ll be gone once the holidays are done, most likely, since she’s a seasonal hire. I’m so nice (not the saint like nice, more like the sarcastic nice).

That’s all I have for you people. I didn’t want to write a journal, but I’m just too giving. You’re welcome. I’ll take appreciation in cash form.

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