'Yeah, um, when I get drunk I try to work out an equation for parabolic motion. If I check this when I'm sober and it's correct, then I deserve infinite sex for the rest of my life. Actual quote.
I moved into my college dorm on Thursday. Classes start tomorrow. And I feel better than I've felt in a long, long time. I'm getting along with people, making new friends, engaging. My...
I'll get around to reading the article after I take my ADHD medication.
I'd insult you if I could stop laughing.
How did you know about my bad keyboard cleaning habits? Where did you hide the cameras?
So sorry I'm not to your standards, HAL. I mean, I'd try to write posts the way you do, but I'm afraid I'd get my tongue stuck in the keyboard.
Hey, Cardcastle, I heard your toaster gets extra clean in the bathtub. Cunt. EDIT: Which one of you motherfuckers is next?
You sound an awful lot like my girlfriend. What are you gonna say next, Get out of my house before I call the police?
If that's the only intelligent thing I've said so far, then I'm outpacing you. But I'd expect nothing more from someone whose IQ, to become average, would need more standard deviations added to it...
Holy shit, this site needs to fix its captcha. I've argued with enough spambots masquerading as humans.
Well, to be honest, I was kinda doing the work you had tried, and failed, to do. And if you're as awful with rating my insults as you are with crafting yours, a 1/10 tells me I belong in a Comedy...
It's definitely the latter; if I wanted to witness something less disastrous than your insults, I'd have worked at BP in 2010. And at least I know to hate myself.
I'll have more fun projecting my childhood than I'll ever have reading your posts.
At least my early childhood memories comprise cartoons and not the strange-smelling men your mother brought home every night. Wait, nevermind, that's me, too. Fuck. This game is harder than I...
Shut the fuck up, you blubbering, omega-male twat. I've seen better attempts at existence from stillborns.
Your insults are starting to sound an awful lot like the ones your dad gave you, Cardcastle.
Thanks for giving me another reason to finish my autobiography.
True—I see no reason to attribute blame to you, considering you're the mistake.
Could you make your sarcasm a little more obvious, please?
I don't know if they're eating only each other's asses; looks more to me like a certain Dutch horror film.
If dinosaurs still existed today, we'd probably be so busy thinking about how our technology would be different if dinosaurs didn't exist that we'd forget to make any technology at all. Then the...
Those words describe me more than I'd like to admit. I'm serious, this looks fun to me. I want to deprive myself of my social and material needs, if only to journey along a bug-ridden trail...
If, by love, you mean that hormonal kamikaze switch that fires in my brain at wholly unpredictable, wholly inconvenient times, and then either fizzles out or, in the case of partial reciprocation...
700193 This was taken a year ago, as my senior photo, but it's one of few photos of me I more than tolerate.
Isn't that the point? Being able to dump hours upon hours of effort into something with no immediate purpose sounds like an incredible exercise of the will. And then there's something to be said...
Doing what everyone else is doing isn't inherently right or wrong, but it's often extraordinarily useful. So the fact that everyone else is doing something, in itself, can be a great reason to do it....
I don't know if there are any studies associating Myers-Briggs type with psychiatric disorders, so my post won't explain whether INTPs are more prone than other types to depression or addiction. ...
A couple days ago I decided I'd like to do a thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail. Not for another five years—I won't have a chance until I graduate college—but it looks like it'd be fucking awesome. ...
I'm in my last year of this godforsaken decade. The first half of my teens—in which I'll include ages eleven and twelve, as that's when all these noxious trends started—was marked by a thorough...
I'll hazard an answer. Yes. At bottom, you should be as genuine as you fucking can. This means doing and saying what you want. It also means finding what you're passionate about and pursuing it...
As I understand it, there is a difference in emotional investment; I'm aware she's not as attached to me as I am to her. I'm not sure, however, if I'll ever cure this problem, whether in this...
[TL;DR: INTP starts dating INFP, things get complicated, INTP wants to stick around.] Ok, I've decided to pack my romantic baggage and haul it here from the INTP forum. Warning: I'm a klutz, and...
Good question; I've boiled it down to a few reasons, and included an explanation with each. 1) Interesting conversations can, indeed, stem from Tinder matches. Example: I was bored and asked...
It's probably not true that most people are on Tinder to fuck, if we're to believe this survey of Tinder users themselves. And from my own experience, I've found few are actually looking for hookups....
Not fucking. I don't see why a lasting, meaningful relationship would be impossible through Tinder. But... yeah. Exceedingly difficult might be in the right ballpark.
Two months ago I started a Tinder. I won't pretend I did it as a joke, or even because I was curious. When you spend a third of your day fighting sleep in sterile classrooms under stark fluorescent...
Cardcastle (at 3 am, in a Sheetz): Can I have a few cups? I know that's an odd request at three in the morning, but... I just need a few cups, and some lids. Cashier: I'm sorry, you'll have to...
Vague, nagging loneliness. Unrequited love. The suspicion that I repel people to the extent they attract me. And above all, an uncertainty regarding what, exactly, I want from people. Sounds like...
Talk about your favorite, or least favorite, musical albums, as well as about recent releases and listens. Make sure to include each album's release date and relevant genres. Feel free to rate,...
I met a girl, a self-described INTJ, on a private student service for a college to which I was admitted. That was Monday. We chatted for several hours, until she passed out at 1 a.m. Then we chatted...
I have a deeply unhealthy way of dealing with my responsibilitiesx97that is, I avoid dealing with my responsibilities.
A man walks into a bar. He stands on one of the tables. Wars are the way our global economy sheds its skin, he shouts. The ideas we fight them over are but marionettes. His words change...
Atheists who think they have it easy are fucking doing it wrong.
Gandalf pensively stroked the shaft of his cat o' nine tails. Frodo and Sam alike lay stomach-first over the hay bale. Their pleading had stopped; their tears had dried . . .
Usage lesson of the day: John Proctor might have been hung, but only Abigail Williams and Elizabeth Proctor would have known that. Instead, say John Proctor was hanged.
Never work in food service.
A quick point. When we botch a word, we do not destroy its referent. Racism and sexism are real phenomena—that the left overuses the words racism and sexism doesn't mean that neither exists. ...
The walls of indifference that had protected me from the outside world are crumblingx97all sorts of crazy thoughts are entering my head. Thoughts like, Shouldn't I be helping people?
I love getting little to no sleep. It makes me appreciate everything I say.
I knew it! The socks and the duck dicks both go to the North Pole, where Santa appropriates the former for stockings and gives the latter as gifts. Santa, you fat bastard. If I find out you're...'
