Friday, August 18, 2006

Always George

George
You scored 51 George, 22 Paul, 11 John, and 14 Ringo!

You are a saint. Life is a river. You are aloof, always in the corner, always thinking. You exude confidence And insecurity at the very same time. People are drawn to you...but not too close. They like to get within 3-6 yards at parties, just to observe you. But something about the way you're leaning against that wall, or looking up at the ceiling, makes you difficult to approach. Your dreaminess makes you the calm, steady one. The waves are high and turbulent, but your ship is strong. It does not, however, have much of a direction. Lost in the blurred euphoria of your spiritual oblivion, you lack the focus to really accomplish something important. You're here, there, and everywhere, but, at the same time, nowhere. You are the Nowhere Man: Unobtrusive, mysterious, attractive in your own way. But, ultimately, you'll never be our best friend unless We put forth the effort, or unless something very serendipitous happens to bring us together. You know you are good...real good... but you are surrounded by greatness. This, in your heart of hearts, bothers you. So you construct a reality in which 'material' or 'petty' things like that don't matter. You don't like to put your finger on things, to define them succinctly...because to think like this, you'd have to face the fact that you're just not as good as your friends at certain things. So you say vague things like 'Something in the way' instead of pointed, specific things like 'why don't we do it in the road' or 'she came in through the bathroom window' or 'Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where the wedding has been' etc.etc.etc.etc. ad infinitum. You look like Jesus, act like Buddha, sing like a melodic Dylan, and smell like ostridges. And Eric Clapton stole your woman. Haha...He was a better guitar player, neeener neener neeeeener. (But, you're right, he is more of a douchebag, just playing lame smokey-blues riffs and singin' like a wet fruitcake...but that's what the women like, ya here?) Ohhowyummymakemehum