May. 14th, 2006

My Hell

May. 14th, 2006 01:50 am
tsukinofaerii: Whosoever findeth this hammer, if she be hot, shall wield the power of the gnarly Thor (Default)
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws.
tsukinofaerii: Whosoever findeth this hammer, if she be hot, shall wield the power of the gnarly Thor (Twilight Love)
My day: up @ 7. Told (not asked) that we'd been promised to do yardwork, so chop chop. Ran around doing NOTHING important until 11 (does it MATTER what grocery store we shop at when it's the same chain?). 11-5 was hauling brush for someone who's not even us. We were SUPPOSED to be trading yardwork for her husband doing the horse's hooves, but she decided to pay us instead (which saved THEM a hundred dollars -- I would have rather had the hooves). Then, after we were paid, my Aunt decided she wanted the area by their driveway done too, nevermind that we were DONE and PAID and the lady DIDN'T WANT IT DONE. >.< Then got home (finally), washed up, finished Suiko IV in about an hour (didn't realize I was that close to done), and at 7.30 (after I'd been going for 12 hours!), the final bomb was dropped. Dogs. Washed. NOW. So we got half of them done just now. The rest will be done tomorrow. I. Am. Dead.

And what's worst, I couldn't even explain why I was angry over the yardwork thing. Everytime I tried to say "it would have been polite to ask last night, when you already knew, instead of making the decision for us and rousting us out unexpectedly", my aunt escalated things until it was a yelling-match. And all THAT did was convince her that I'm juvinile, immature and that she's fully justified in treating me as such.

It was not a good day.

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