
lipo
Oku li ei i ia tou e toku i lipo oku!
“You can’t put me in a box!”
Notes: HAPPY CATURDAY! 
And here’s a picture of Keli in a box:

She’s rather fond of this little box. She has several boxes she’s rather fond of, in fact.
Speaking of boxes, I found another fun blog tester the other day: The Typealyzer. This one takes your blog and gives you a Meyers-Brigg type. For those unfamiliar with the MBTI, it’s one of those psychological instruments/theories that gains a lot of notoriety and is highly valued for a time, and then totally rejected and abandoned later on, only to wind up on Facebook and internet fora even later (and, one assumes, t-shirts). These things come and go (like the Gardner’s Multiple Intelligences thing), and seem to hold the most sway with those who understand them the least.
For their intended purpose, these theories are about as useful as an astrological reading, but that doesn’t mean they’re bad. After all, there’s nothing wrong with information: It’s one does with it, and how (and when) one interacts with it. My grandfather, a psychologist, once told me that the trick with all these things (the Myers-Brigg, the Rorschach test, dream analysis, etc.) is not to use them as measurements. It’s not as if someone saying that Card 1 of the Rohrschach looks like a mask means that they have an Oedipus complex, or anything like that. The point of these tests is to get people talking. The only tool a psychologist has is conversation. Dreaming of a fish flopping around on dry land doesn’t mean anything in any real sense, but if a patient thinks it means something, or if it reminds the patient of something else…hey, they’re talking! And that’s the point.
Back to this thing, I love personality tests, because it’s so easy to read their descriptions and either decide that they reflect one’s inner persona, or that they don’t. The descriptions are universal enough that they fit everyone at some point in time, and how appropriate one feels they are is indicative more of how one is feeling at that moment than anything else.
So the Typealyzer has pegged me as an ISTP. That is, I’m the italicized elements in the following pairs:
- Extroverted | Introverted
- Sensing | Intuitive
- Thinking | Feeling
- Judgmental | Perceptive
Imagine that! Me? An introvert?! I don’t think so, son!
According to the Typealyzer, folks like the writer of this blog “enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters.” Ha, ha! Yeah, not me.
You know, back in high school when I took this the first time, I came out as INTJ. Awhile back when this thing went around Facebook, I came out as ENTP. And I just took the test again, and I came out as ENFJ. You know what that means? In my lifetime, I have officially been everything. That’s right: I’m an introverted extrovert who senses things intuitively, preferring to feel myself thinking about my perceived judgments. I am everything. I am I!
Hee, hee… I’m surprised something like this hasn’t worked its way into Sathir yet. Maybe when I return to that language. (I got big plans…)