Bobby broke up

I wrecked my car on Tuesday, September 12. Well, actually, someone else wrecked my car. I'm innocent, I tell you. Any which way, I had to say good-bye to my beloved Bobby, although he'd been testing my patience for a good year or so. He was my special friend, who facilitated the monumental drive from Nebraska to New York three years ago. Many tears. Much love.

sloganized.

www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi

My friend Aaron sent me this link...pretty funny stuff. All you do is put a name or something in, and it spits out a catchy slogan. Here are mine:

1. Bread Wi' Maran taken out.
2. Make someone happy with a Maran.
3. Maran tested, mother approved.
4. Behold the power of Maran.
5. Get the Maran out.
6. It's a new Maran every day.
7. I liked the Maran so much, I bought the company!
8. Let the Maran begin.
9. The Maran that eats like a meal.
10. Don't live a little, live a Maran.

After that, they got a little dumb...I did like this one, though: "Think Maran."

I tried toenails and horseshoes, but I think names are more fun...be sure to post any good ones...

most fortunate

I can't even remember the last time I had the desire to blog. Weird. And I'm writing this now just to assure myself that I'm not going to have to add this past-time to the long list of things I "used" to do, or "did" once. Charcoals and a sketchbook in a drawer optimistically labeled "art" that I haven't pulled out for two years...kickboxing gloves in a bag of random "sports" stuff...boxes of stationary and an address book, complete with stamps I bought before the last time the postage rate went up. But no - I am a blogger. I am one who blogs. I blog.

So I recently revisited the issue of personality profiling via Myers-Briggs. I, based not on completion of a test, but on my understanding of the results I most closely match, am an ENFP. The very fact that I didn't finish the test when I started it sometime in college was all the evidence my friend Kate (who knows that test well) needed to confirm her suspicion of my combination of traits. ENFP's are multi-talented, and good at a lot of what they try, provided they are passionate about the task at hand. When they aren't excited about it any more, they move on to something else. There's a ton of other stuff about ENFP's, just like for the other 15 combinations of traits, but that one particular thing has my attention these days - how can I possibly be okay with that? I think my fear of commitment is really fear that a) I won't stick to it because b) I won't feel like sticking to it later on. Complicated. And now I have the thought that it's "just my personality" to weigh me down.

Good thing God's bigger, and good thing none of those tests are in scripture. I'm just going to have to keep wrapping myself up in Jesus until I act, think, talk, and respond like He would. Then I don't have to worry about hurting people when I don't follow through because I got bored. "Sorry," She says, "It's just my personality."

Oh yeah. That's the other big thing with ENFP's: Everything is about relationship. They want harmony. They make decisions based on what the repercussions will be on other people, and when they aren't sure how it will affect everyone, they stall for fear of hurting people. Looks like indecision or procrastination, but it's just that they're concerned how their decision will be received. Because that's more important than the actual decision. Interesting.

Explains a lot about my past.

I hope I am growing up.