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Eating it is a method of information-gathering too. I need to...uh, know what it tastes like? *looks sheepish* I long ago gave up on writing persuasive arguments about anything as English assignments. I can't even persuade myself. No way will I ever be able to persuade anyone else. I'd just...

I know of three types of respect: Respect-as-politeness: I do require this, and if someone fails to show me this, then they receive no respect from me of any kind. It is so basic. Just don't treat me like I just climbed out of a dumpster in front of you, baring a dead cat and speaking...

Amen, Eloquent. I am actually having intelligent conversations with people who have not yet called me weird. (Not that I object to being called weird, especially since I... umm... am. Still, It's nice to be understood sometimes. ;)) To the languagehat link: Yeah, well, that won't be all he...

Error: this sentence fragment lacks a verb. All sentences must have verbs. So say the Holy Precepts of the English Language. (i'm sorry; I'm a writer! Look, I just used a semicolon! I can't help myself! *bursts into tears, then suddenly stops* Oh, no, wait: I haven't cared about that since fifth...

I do that too, still. Either I'm up at five or I'm up until 3. It's nearly four right now, but the house is (mostly) mine. And so very, very quiet. Perfectly conductive to zoning straight out. And possibly not zoning back in. :rolleyes: I was labeled as having ADHD too, when I was anout...

lol. That cartoon is so funny. Yeah, if you were a J you would have just decided it was a bad idea. A P needs to make sure. *ow!* And once more. *Ow!* ...To be on the safe side... *Yeeeeoooowwwsizzle* Okay. It may be a bad idea. You should have countered with: That looks like a good pie on...

*shoulders her way between everyone, sitting there and staying firmly there* Just because INTPs have a tendency to mirror those we interact with doesn't mean we have to. It takes two people to fight. ...Unless you're schizo... or have multiple personalities... *faceplant* Oh yeah. I am...

Haaah... the way I see it, my soul is what is irreducibly me: but I don't know what that is. It might be my creativity, or my determination to be independent, or my indifference to interpersonal relationships, or all of that, or none of that... but I don't remember ever being just a soul and...

1: I avoid going. I think up an excuse-- any excuse-- to not go. If I get notice of the event on a short schedule, I can plead that; if not, I try to think up something else. Sometimes, I do want to go-- which I sometimes consider weird, but it's probably the trampled, mangled, deformed-at-birth...

Better than nothing, although that sounds grim... God and I though we were poor when I was little. At least I went to school. What about music? They'd have to have music from somewhere; it's everywhere in the world. ...Right? *Is beginning to be very depressed.* ...I read books more and drew...