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Cowardly. It's cowardly to expect the world to stop for you. To expect a magic pause button to appear so you can freeze time and reflect, to figure out what the fuck is happening. To sit on your ass and expect enlightenment to come *to you*, instead of getting up and searching for it. Because no one cares. And everyone cares. Life's one big hideous Catch-22, a horrible circular logic paradox.

"Dear Lord"...or, "I knew it!"

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Moderate
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

I knew my fate was sealed when I spent a good 3 minutes deliberating on the "Do you believe in God" question.

Thank Goodness for Wheel of Fortune

Wheel of Fortune is the one game show you need to watch if you ever doubt your intelligence. What kind of screening process do they use to get these people on the show? Do they look for the slowest people on the face of the Earth on purpose? I spent the last 25 minutes watching Wheel with the television on mute so that I could mock the participants without audio interruption. Dear Lord, you have M/A/H_/_/A/N/_ _/E/S/_ . Two words, 12 letters, 10 seconds, category "Around the House".. How could you not figure out what it is? And that was actually one of the harder easy puzzles that wasn't solved. And one contestant was dry-humping Pat Sajak (sp?) whenever he came around. Mein Gott.