You can try to do one thing, but its never one.
Even the most intimate of practices are eventually invaded by other thoughts and outside forces. For instance: I was in the bathroom, bathrooming, and there is this fly. All of the sudden I am trying to kill a fly and then I think, “Is that what I came here for? To kill a fly?”
So then I wipe and wash my hands and get to my computer. Once again there is a fly. All of the sudden, I am no longer seated and content. People always tell me that I could not exterminate all the bugs because it would really hurt the ecosystem. One species dies and then the species that lived on that species dies and so forth. So heres the plan: pills. Everything above bug form (MAYBE spiders included) will go from eating bugs to eating pills. The pills will be full of whatever the bugs were full of (except the ability to be total asses). The government will spuradically pepper the world with these pills and life goes on. Jobs are created, econemy saved, ecosystem unaltered, and NO more bug bites! The last bit is all I am shooting for but if the others happen, thats cool too.
You may be thinking that bug genocide was not the original topic of this tumble, but if you read the title again, you can see that I am on the topic of getting off topic.
Speaking of which, I am looking forward to seeing a certain someone certainly soon!
