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I scored only 143/200.
My AQ is 33-38 (depends on my mood.)http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/9.12/aqtest.html
And my EQ is 15.http://www.guardian.co.uk/life/flash/pa ... 36,00.html

I had a similar reaction when I first heard the story of Noah's Ark as a kid. There were parts where God tells him to bring two of every animal into the Ark, and his entire family. At that time, I dreamed of living completely alone in the world, with no other people around. Now I did not want to live in the middle of the forest somewhere. I wanted to live in my own town, complete with the buildings, the roads, the public transit (which I planned to drive myself), and the parks. The following two parts caught my attention:I was perfectly fine with Noah bringing in all the animals; I liked animals, so I "knew" Noah would want them around in the post-Flood world. The part with him brining his wife, his sons, and his sons' wives, seemed a little unsettling. He finally had a chance to have complete freedom to do whatever he wants, as he lived alone after the Flood. Noah could do whatever he wants to do, and no one, absolutely no one would stop him (except, presumably, God). Instead, he brought "all those people" with him, "dooming" himself to lack of freedom until his death.

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I think it would be interesting to try to live on an island with no help, except perhaps a knife and a few matches.(only enough for a day or two, after that you're on your own) A nice challenge

I had an elaborate daydream for many years through High School where some catastrophe had wiped everyone else off the face of the Earth, leaving me practically alone among all the empty cities.

In the daydream, I would spend the rest of my days going house-to-house collecting all the books and moving the best copy of each into one big library, and organizing all the paperclips and pushpins and whatcha-ma-doodles etc. etc. into warehouses, and on and on. So that, whenever I was bored, everything had a place, and everything got put in that place. It seemed there would be a little of everything - exercise from all the walking and carrying things around, exploration, amazing new discoveries in each house, planning and organizing, collecting and cataloguing....

It's especially goofy, since I'm not really a particularly neat and organized person in real life. Sometimes I go through and try to organize my room and put everything in its proper place and that can be fun, but I'm just as happy living with everything in a state of semi-chaos.




When I was very little, before even my first year of school, before I remember even talking, it was MUCH stranger, I guess. I daydreamed that I lived alone in a large, empty house, and had a garden on a little shelf outside the window of my room. This garden contained special little trees that grew tiny vegetable people to play with every night, and when their company got to be too much to bear, I'd just fling them out the window and forget about them, because I could always pick some more if I wanted. (Yes, I know, that sounds really creepy... and I know that if anyone else had known what was going on inside my head, I would have probably been shipped off to a special hospital for the rest of my days and medicated into a coma.)




Today, I'd be happy just starting a quiet family and moving way out somewhere lonely, and keep contact with the outside world to a minimum. I never did like crowds and excitement. I actually enjoy talking to strangers and meeting new people, and I don't mind my family and any close friends, especially in small doses. It's anyone in-between I have a problem with... after meeting most people, I dread ever seeing them again!