Out of all the results, I get this one...

I'm not about to post my original result to this forum. And this quiz is brought to you by (who else?) grimkitten

You Are a Drama Queen!

You are a Drama Queen.

Make up to break up. Break up to make up.

Isn't that the story of your life?

Your lovers may call you "fiery" when it's going good.

And you've probably been called "psycho" just for sending a boyfriend 10 emails in a day.

You're not psycho - you just *feel* intensely!

What Kind of Queen Are *You*?

Wow, a real update.

As usual, I have to work tomorrow evening, so once again, I go to morning service on Saturday.

LARP tonight was totally odd. We had the second Praxis seziure in as many weeks.By the Brujah Sheriff no less, who promptly turned the domain back over the to torpored former prince. This was follwed by a half hour discussion on status traits. People wonder why I bring books to read, since I could care less about status, and my character is the same way. C'mon, I'm playing a Gangrel...I'm not a status whore. So, Steven just sat and read Ayn Rand until we destroyed the new former prince who also happened to be the only other Gangrel in the city. Thank G-d, I'm a clan of one. Woo-hoo!!

Before the night's drama, lotussilverfire and myself hit Max & Erma's. Mmmm, Cajun hamburger. I sucessfully kept from drinking, since I doubt playing while drunk on Tequila would be a good thing. I did however indulge in a chocolate malt from Graeter's. I will regret that tomorrow. But the fun part was a barbershop quartet serenaded us while we waited for our malts. We felt like Prof Hill and Marion the Librarian.

On the bright side, I get paid tomorrow. I still need sleep though. I am pooped.

Why is it every quiz sez this or whore?

I am terrifyingly evil!

Find your soul type at kelly.moranweb.com.

Tsk! Though you're not as hollow as the soulless ones, you're filled with unnecessary hatred and scorn.

Virtues: You have none, honestly. All you want is a friend to torture and harass with you! Admittedly, it sounds fun, but honest to god, you need a hobby. Your favorite pasttimes include: bumping into inanimate objects without apologizing, poking little girls in the tum-tum, and putting plastic snakes in the neighbor's driveway. I'm sorry, but you suck at harassing. Take a tip from me: verbal harassment is teh r0x0rz.

Aspirations: Hitman? Satan?

Quirks: Happy people. You just don't like them, do you?

Factors: What happened in your troubled past? I mean, was your father a llama or is it just one of those things where you were the bad child and your sweet little sister was the only one who came out right (*cough, Ali, cough*)? That's okay. I understand.

Future: Counseling seems like the best bet for you. Enjoy the sweet, sacred times you'll have on medication.