Blog Assessment of Personality System.

‘BAPS’ for short…

I was driving aimlessly around, trying to find an interesting job, but actually thinking about the redesign of the Guardian.

Many of the blogs that I read regularly have been commenting about the redesign of the Guardian newspaper, and I was pondering what this meant about the blogs that I read, and what it says about my personality.

The first time I was in college, I used to supplement my meagre income with Tarot card readings and palm reading (palm reading I would often do for free at parties, it allowed me to retire to a dark corner and stroke the hands of attractive young women).  All of which is utter rubbish, but it was amusing at the time.

So I now offer a new service – The BAPS.

Send me a list of 10 or 12 blogs or sites that you read regularly (Not Boing Boing, as everyone reads that), leave a tip in the Donation site and I’ll send back my analysis of your reading habits, and what it says about your personality.

It will not be the same as everyone else, nor will it be a simple ‘cut n paste’ job.

Honest.

And this post isn’t just a chance to snaffle some Google juice for the word BAPS, which for the non-Brits is a slang term for a female chest.

A strange day, it wasn’t that hot, but all I seemed to be doing was going to young women who had fainted.  A lot of women who had fainted.

It started off on the 30th floor of a skyscraper in Docklands, which had a lovely view.  People were having meetings around tables in the expensively furnished corridors, and all the office walls were made of glass.

Which made me glad that I didn’t have to undress the woman who had fainted.

Then it was across the road to another woman who had fainted in another (less well furnished) office.

Then a bit of a run North to yet another woman who had fainted.

Then a gentleman who had fainted on the bus.

Then a woman who had fainted in the local shopping centre.

It seemed like people were dropping like flies.

The really unusual thing was that the blood pressure of all the patients was 80/50, which is really rather low.

It also struck me as interesting that the first of my fainters was near the Arms fair, and then got progressively further and further away.  I didn’t think to check the direction of the wind…

Thirteen jobs today, I am, as they say, bloody tired.