We all know as a humans, we're a pretty weird kind of species. Behaviour- pretty odd. Aesthetics- below average for most. Intelligence- dubious in all cases. I am starting to see however, that people are a touch (or 5 touches) more crazy than you usually give them credit for.
I have been exposed to all kind of whacky behaviour of recent... not to say that in using "exposed" I am discounting myself in anyway from the aforementioned whacky behaviour- it is, after all, pretty clear I'm a few screws short in a variety of areas (not to go into too many specifics but... directional abilities, sight, hearing, stair ascendancy and descendancy, sleeping, obsessions with wizards etc etc). But, I digress, the whacky behaviour of others has led me to question the sanity of people... why the hell do some people make the decisions that they do? Given a set of circumstances, recent experience would suggest to me that the human race likes to screw things up as much as possible- taking the most precarious route to come to a decision, ultimately ignoring other people entirely slash committing themselves to a situation that one could only assume they enjoy as some sort of sadistic pleasure.
This onslaught of the very euphemistically labeled 'curious' behaviour is seriously starting to grind my gears. Weirdo, whacko, selective behaviour is just pretty herp to tell you the truth. They have drugs for your multiple personalities and obvious anxiety issues and insecurities. Hook yourself up with those pretty little balls of happiness. Talk to your doctor, consult the local crack-fiend... whatever it takes. SORT IT OUT.
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