I was really cold so I put on the thermal pyjamas that I got in my Christmas sock. It's like wearing clouds. Warm, soft clouds.
"They"are just so darn different for the lack of a better word. I always find myself a little nervous and I don't know, just fascinated when I'm around them after being surrounded by mostly women for so long. Sounds so weird, I know.And frustrating. I gave up. Finally. I put up a good fight though
Actually... that's somewhat true, in my experience.There is some serious misinformation floating around about minions.
This depicts the truth:
You see if there ever was a personality type to have you completely believe, hook line and sinker, that any one of us would actually be subservient to some random person taking over the world, it would be an INFJ. We can get anyone to believe anything..... it doesn't matter if tis true or not.
I've experienced the evil. I've seen the genius. Just haven't seen them together yet. Which is probably a good thing, lol.Underneath the sweet, sappy exterior of this INFJ lurks:
Rich people. Can't fight over normal stuff like... turf, respect, drugs, bitches and shit. Gotta whack each other over chess.So, about 15 minutes away from me is the is the area where all the rich people live. Not much crime there until a few days ago. A guy was murdered by one of his tenants because they had an argument over chess. Fucking chess. It wasn't even a game they were playing they just argued over how to move the King. I see a headline earlier on about a "ritualistic" chess killing and mention it to my friend. He tells me some of the Garda that were at the scene need to go to therapy now after what they saw. Newspapers are refusing to disclose the details because of how gruesome it is. People be nutcases!!
Sorry to hear that. Hope you're on the mend soon. That particular bit of unwell seems to be quite common around here, too.Sick as hell today. So nauseous. I think I've finally turned over into a zombie. I'm brain dead now stuck in my bed. I need brains. Take that last sentiment however you like. It'll work either way.
Please, please, please tell me that they have feet?!?!? :laughing:I was really cold so I put on the thermal pyjamas that I got in my Christmas sock. It's like wearing clouds. Warm, soft clouds.
And somehow...I'm quite amused. :laughing:Lady at least in her late-50's wearing a shirt with cartoon females dancing and underneath them it's printed "Here's a pussy riot for you."
She must have a sick sense of humor.
:laughing:As for the brains... I don't think an actual zombie apocalypse would last all that long... brains are in short supply in this world. I fear the zombies would starve straight to death in short order.
It was like... the world around us actually seemed to distort and slow down once we hit the same wavelength and just... *synced.* We both knew the moment it happened.Inception of ENTPs.
Erm, that guy in the background... What on earth is he doing?
:shocked: It's started already!! B-but I'm not prepared yet. I mean, I don't have enough food, no spare batteries, all my socks are dirty, we ran out of peanut butter and OMG I'M NOT GONNA MAKE IT.Sick as hell today. So nauseous. I think I've finally turned over into a zombie. I'm brain dead now stuck in my bed. I need brains. Take that last sentiment however you like. It'll work either way.
The fortune cookies I've been getting lately have been straight awful. The last one I got, boy was that a winner. Not only did it have a crap fortune, but also the sentence wasn't even grammatically correct! Shame I can't remember what it was...Felt better after my sons theater class so picked up Chinese. This evenings fortune cookie. "Don't be hasty. Prosperity will knock on your door soon". all things considering, this is good!! The Chinese fortune cookie gods have spoken!