What drug are you?

This is a little inflammatory, but I'll put it up. I've never tried cocaine, I promise...

Your Personality Is Like Cocaine

You're dynamic, brilliant, and alluring to those who don't know you.
Hyper and full of energy, you're usually the last one to leave a party.
Sometimes your sharp mind gets the better of you... you're a bit paranoid!

Comments

Elsa said…
I'm cocaine, too and I have never tried it either!
8:15 PM
Caro said…
And everybody fights over who gets to hang out with you. :P
12:11 AM
Caro said…
You are like cocaine
Doing yoga in my brain
How I love the drain

This is all capybaras' fault. Hee
12:48 AM
Lisa said…
I got "cocaine," too. But the description is not me at all!
8:51 AM
Bearette said…
A lot of ppl are cocaine, I guess. But D was acid...C, I am proud of your new haiku ;)
9:51 AM
bdogg_mcgee said…
Inflammatory--ha!

I'm sure you didn't mean that as a pun, but I'm chuckling anyway....
11:47 AM
Bearette said…
heh...i didn't even realize that ;)
1:08 PM
Anonymous said…
I'm Ecstasy:

You're usually feeling the love for the world around you - you want to hug everyone.
And while you're usually content to sit back and view the world with wonder...
Sometimes you're world becomes very overwhelming and a little scary.
1:50 PM
Roxanne said…
I got acid, too. Don't know what that really says about me though.
2:03 PM
Bearette said…
So acid and coke are popular.

Liz - that's a happy one! ;)
3:28 PM
bdogg_mcgee said…
I was cocaine, too, although I don't see it--I'm not really that hyper...
4:27 PM
Ashley Beth said…
I am like Heroin?
You're capable of the highest highs and the lowest lows. Addicted to feeling good, you'll do almost anything to avoid pain. People seek you out, even though you can be quite moody. They're hooked on you!

I would be so sad if that actually fit my personality!
8:23 PM
Lora said…
From my brief meeting of you that seems to fit. But Lisa it doesn't.

I'm like Acid?
2:01 AM
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