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Ahem - The Titfield Thunderbolt
Heisenberg might have stayed here
qatsi
qatsi
Ahem
You are fresh-ground coffee, black, first thing in the morning.
You are fresh-ground coffee, black, first thing
in the morning.


You are a life-giving substance. The US government
has secret stockpiles of you hidden in caverns
under the Rockies. When for some reason you
are late to a meeting, world financial markets
are thrown into chaos. Your presence can cure
warts and mild depression, and when you enter a
room, you diffuse a gentle fragrance that
reminds people of the happiest moment of their
childhoods. Cats and children adore you; they
curl up at your feet, where they torment small
crawling things and occasionally lick your
toes.


What kind of coffee are you?
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strange_complex From: strange_complex Date: December 11th, 2004 01:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
I shall not trouble you with the picture that came with my result, but this is my text. I like!

You are a double espresso at three AM. You are the tortured, nail-biting essence of coffee. You see visions. You could change the world if only you were up at the same time as everyone else. You have created a programming language that throws errors if the code is not written in iambic pentameter, and you are infuriated by the typos in the new edition of Ulysses. You practice sarcasm as a form of tantric sex, and your cats have doctorates. You believe in virgin sacrifice in a good cause.
qatsi From: qatsi Date: December 11th, 2004 01:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
What a good icon!
strange_complex From: strange_complex Date: December 11th, 2004 01:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! I have just been making some new ones this evening.

In fact, I was just in the middle of writing a post which would include mention of this fact, but I pressed something (I don't even really know what) which made the window close, and caused me to lose it all. :(

I am running a search through my temporary directories for a string of text I know was in it while I write this, in the vain hope it might be stored somewhere in my internet cache.
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