WTF is wrong with me?

[amishrobots]

I'm NOT suicidal, I have every desire to continue this miserable existence, whatever the cost.

But there's a cordless drill on the floor next to me, with a nice, somewhat slender drillbit in it.

And I just had to tell myself "no dude, it would NOT be interesting, or whatever is going thru yr fucked up brain, to press that drill bit to your skull, and pull the trigger. It would be literally the worst fucking thing you can imagine doing right now, and why the actual fuck did that thought even enter our mind??? is it because you watched the movie "Pi" all those years ago?? trepanation is NOT cool man, STFU, you bastard-crazy internal dialogue!!"

I don't care how sexy that dirty slender drill bit covered in aluminum shavings seems, you'd be better off inserting it in your dick hole, and NO, don't do that either!!!

Why am I plagued with these totally insane random thoughts??? This can't be normal!! I hate what my brain does.

Fuck I forgot about putting the laundry in the dryer again.