And So, We Can Think of This Journey As A Walk Down Memory Lane

I turned my last final in today at a few minutes before five. sigh. I can always feel that big sigh of stress lifting off my brain when I make that realization. So, in celebration of that occasion, I let myself go back to an old haunt I posted about awhile ago, Emode-now-Tickle, and looked at the long, long list of all the tests I've ever taken. And as a small walk down memory lane, here's the first test I ever took on Emode, back when the Internet was a simpler place and I was a carefree teenager, prone to the trends my friends send my way, and with a ton of free time to waste.

( Kate, you're a Pug! )

Right. And I just checked William Faulkner in for a Criminal Justice test. He tells me his parents didn't read much.