I woke with a mosquito buzzing in my ear. The first action of the day was killing that bastard.
But then I noticed: I kinda itch.
Maybe I have lice. In my hair. On my back. Pubic lice. Ankle lice. And I have chlamydia. DEADLY chlamydia. And fleas. And mites. I'm going to die from lice and chlyamydia and pernicious bugs bleeding me dry - I'm going to die and there's nothing I can do.
I wish I had the power to turn stupid people into lemmings. Imagine being able to watch that much stupidity voluntarily eliminate itself*...or being able to give an INFP friend a cute furry animal pretty much whenever.
I am, in fact, aware that this is, to some degree, based on misconception. If anyone wishes to learn more about this, simply google 'lemming' and go to Wikipedia
Jarlaxle: fact checking this thread makes me want to go all INFP on my wrists
"I'm in competition with myself and I'm losing."
ReadingRainbows: OMG GUYS
ReadingRainbows: GUESS WHAT EXISTS FOR ME
Captain Curmudgeon: existential angst?