Friday, May 05, 2006

Are you sure about that, old sport?




You're The Great Gatsby!

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Having grown up in immense wealth and privilege, the world is truly at your doorstep. Instead of reveling in this life of luxury, however, you spend most of your time mooning over a failed romance. The object of your affection is all but worthless – a frivolous liar – but it matters not to you. You can paint any image of the past you want and make it seem real. If you were a color of fishing boat light, you would be green.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.



I didn't try to manipulate the test or anything, but if you attempted to come up with my diametrical opposite, this would be a good description.

A/T to Compassion Fatigue Julie at Happy Catholic.

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