I can't take the Dante's Inferno Test results too seriously, of course. But I guess the whole point is that we're all much worse sinners than we think. *shrug* But I'm not much for the "sin" concept, anyway.
I heard so much genuinely evil news today that I'm not even going to rant about it. I'll just say that if there's a Hell, I hope John Ashcroft rots in it, at least for a little while.
I'm very happy about my little maple bonsai trees. Now that I have a digital camera (which I fiddle with constantly at work) I will get some pictures of them up. My conversation with them has mostly ended for the time being: they've lost their unstoppable urge to send out shoots everywhere along their trunks, and are focusing their energy on the branches they have, which is fine by me, because they really look like little trees. They are also surrounded by grass and what I think is some kind of flowering clover; I'm not sure I like the grass, especially since I'm too lazy to keep it trimmed, but it's easy enough to remove. Amazing things, plants. I don't have to do anything: the drip irrigation system waters them every morning and they just...grow. Growing is what they are.
I wonder what I'll do this weekend.
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