math is hard, i like words

but then I knew that.

Your brain: 100% interpersonal, 80% visual, 160% verbal, and 60% mathematical!

Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down what kind of thinking you most enjoy doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing about how good you are at any one, just how interested you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are different kinds of thinkers. Matching Summary: Each of us has different tastes. Still, I offer the following advice, which I think is obvious: Don't date someone if your interpersonal percentages differ by more than 80%. Don't be friends with someone if your verbal percentages differ by more than 100%. Don't have sex with someone if their math percentage is over 200%.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 85% on interpersonal You scored higher than 56% on visual You scored higher than 98% on verbal You scored higher than 48% on mathematical

Link: The 4-Variable IQ Test written by chriscoyne on Ok Cupid

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I don't know how I'm going to keep my eyes open for the next hour and a half.  I really don't.

My quick errands after work last night ended up taking two hours, but they were productive.  I went to Great Eastern Trading Company in Central to look for harem pants, and while they did not have any, they did have the very coin belts that a troupemate and I were planning to order online, which would have involved much sweating and fretting about timely arrival before our next show.  They cost a little more at Great Eastern, but by the time you figure in the shipping, the belts were only a couple of dollars more, and the worry saved is worth that much.  The proprietor is very talkative (according to her, I look and sound just like Laura Linney.  I guess I can see a resemblance, though I don't know what she sounds like) so I didn't get out of there for a while.  Then with a backpack full of coin belts, I went grocery shopping, and by the time over-burdened me made it to Alewife, my legs were quivering slightly and I knew there was no way that I could make myself dance that night.  I did realize that it had been over a week since I'd taken a night off, so I let myself off the hook, just doing some stretching instead.  This morning when I got up I did the 15 minute Rachel Brice workout, and today I've felt pretty good, so I made the right decision in not dancing last night.  It's still frustrating though because there's a lot of work that needs to get done.  And this is a kind of social weekend, so it will be hard to fit in the time.  Part of me wants to bail on everything and use all my non-work time for dance.   But then again, I need to be social too.  And I have to be careful not to let my passion become an obligation.  And then there's always injury to remember.

I wish I was more like her.  Then I could do everything.