Song of the Spontaneous Idealist (e.g. myself)
Thanks to the lovely Nicole for insisting that I take this personality test, which she and all the folks at the Foundation have done.
Much as I deprecate personality/strengths tests, as a trend, I confess I kind of liked what this one had to tell me. (Even better than the Chinese zodiac, I think.)
Don’t feel compelled to read this, since it’s just about me, me, me.
I just wanted to have it on file somewhere. You know, for when I need reminding that I’m not an indecisive fussbudget…I’m a Spontaneous Idealist!™
Better than salt on chocolate.
I didn’t mean to take ghoulish pleasure in bringing news of someone else’s downfall. Really—that ain’t me. When I brought it up to my friend J, it was a) a passing remark that b) I assumed she’d have already heard because c) she herself is married to a Grammy-winning rocker. (I figured maybe a special bulletin was sent around on Mondays, or something like that.)
I just turned in a piece to an editor at Salon.