What Supervillian Would I Be?

Your result for The Supervillain Archetype Test...

The Professional

Cool, Levelheaded, Lethal

The Professional is the most dangerous of all villains. You do what you do better than anyone, because, as a Professional, you have standards.

The Professional is like the Crook in that they both desire money. But the Professional wants more than that. The Professional wants job satisfaction. It isn't sadism really, he just wants to be sure that the job is done, and done well. No hard feelings, it's just business. Professionals prefer to work alone, but will work in groups if given incentive.

The greatest weakness of a Professional is risk. A Professional is business-like, but can't resist a challenge. They often use the word "worthy opponent". People like that are easily baited. And if a Professional is eventually cornered (not easy to do), they might lose it.

Sample Professionals: Deathstroke, Bullseye, Revanche

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I Have Medaled in the Ravelympics!

Sinkhole Update #2

Situation has been elevated, as you can see from this picture from Sunday afternoon. There are 9 sawhorses blanketing the area. I was somewhat surprised that Keifer Sutherland wasn't shouting into a cell phone next to them.

I'm a Model, You Know What I Mean

I'm wondering how many ladies besides me, because there must be someone besides me, have a few tasty adult beverages or just feel especially sassy and find themselves doing the catwalk-walk? When I was a little girl, my womanly role model was Jennifer on "WKRP In Cincinatti". I tried to model her walk, putting one foot precisely in front of the other, as if I was walking a tight rope. That's difficult to do in sand, as the AB pointed out to me in Sydney, but I digress. So I'm walking home this evening from the el after having enjoyed a few glasses of wine, and I notice that unconsciously, I'm doing the catwalk. Hips swaying, shoulders squared, chin up. I swear at those moments I'm all "I'm so sexy, Cary Grant should be around here somewhere spilling a martini, because he's mesmerized by my sex appeal." Some guy should ride his bike into a construction cone, because he can't take his eyes off me.

This is balanced out by the unsexiness of sitting on my stoop fishing for my keys in my cavernous bag. But really, that only shows how deep I am. The depths, the complexity...no wonder E-Harmony couldn't handle my Ice Queen-ness.

What have I been doing all this time?

A month passes...

My 2 readers will be fascinated to learn that I am knitting a baby blanket for my rep's first baby, due next month. Organic cotton. Good for the environment, and PC-upscale enough for sales people. And I have been knitting it IN PUBLIC. Yes, my 2 friends, I have knit at the bus stop, on the bus, in the subway station and on the brown line. No one has yet asked me what the hell I'm doing - but I'm also plugged into my ipod, so I might not hear the cretin. I haven't noticed any funny looks, and I've been prepared for them. Positives about knitting on and (mostly) while waiting for the CTA: no one bugs me, I have pointy objects literally in hand should I be thrust into close combat, frustration with stupid red line is lower, and I got several inches of blanket done in the 2 1/2 hours it took me to get home last night, which otherwise would have been lost.

Also, the red line makes me hate the Cubs. Add more damn trains before night games for the love of all that is good and holy!

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Jazz Hands!

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