Emode is driving me up a friggin wall. I just spent 10 minutes answering all sorts of questions about my work-related persona (though I do love to see that I fit into some pattern that requires, "When out with a group of people, I'm always checking to see if everyone is having a good time." Yes! Yes!) and then it tells me I have to pay $14.95 to discover the title of my dream job. Despite the fact that I know someone who works there, I may have to boycott the site altogether.

(I did find out I was "personable and creative." Perhaps I'm meant to be a stripper after all.)