I beat both The Walking Dead and Bioshock Infinite. I'm dead inside. Smash Bros 4 edition Nintendo Direct comin' up on my birthday. S-Sakurai-Senpai noticed me. Spoiler: The Walking Feel spoilers RIP in peace, Doug and Ben.
I woke up sick today. 1.5 litres of gin later, I'm no longer sick. I think. I can't tell at this point.
You could try a sharp kitchen knife. You can pull off a surprising number of things with a blade, a little know how and a little patience. Sent from my SHIELD using Tapatalk
Doing so requires a surprising amount of effort actually, but I see where you are coming from. I'm only comfortable with bladed objects since I grew up in a family of doctors; surgeons specifically, although my mother is currently employed as a cosmetic surgeon, it still counts. Sent from my SHIELD using Tapatalk
My sister's boyfriend would cut off his arm hairs with his hunter's knife just because it was cool looking. Me, I'm just bad with blades of all shapes and sizes. I always cut bread unevenly, I've mistakenly cut things in half with scissors due to random hand convulsions, and have cut my ankle pretty deeply while shaving. I blame my jittery hands. If I was a serial killer, I'd have to use poison, or other means of killing my victims.
Hmm. Technically speaking, anything then that doesn't rely on precision would work; large weapons (ie. Hatchets, vehicles), acid or yes, indeed poison. This is a very morbid discussion, now that I think about it. Sent from my SHIELD using Tapatalk
I'm kinda squeamish, so I'd do whatever's least violent. Poison. And don't worry. Me being squeamish is a telltale sign that I'm not going to be a serial killer. I don't have the guts, and I don't really want to see them either.
On an unrelated note directed at the thread itself: I've suffered from insomnia the past 3 or so years. My doctor has prescribed sleeping aids but I'm too paranoid of being stabbed in my sleep to take them. Oh look, it's pretty much 3:30am. Sent from my SHIELD using Tapatalk
Learned a new game today. I turned in my two weeks notice at work and suddenly, they started offering me positions! I was fully intent on leaving but when THAT happened, I started thinking, "So THAT's how you get what you want at work!" However, this only works if you actually take your job seriously and do it to the best of your abilities. I have issues with my neck and shoulder and was going to quit because of it. Not even an hour after I turned my notice in, my boss asked if I was interested in an available and less-strenuous job.
While I do concur, it doesn't particularly bother me that there are periodic dead zones of no activity; I've other things to work on - notably my upcoming exams - and often just chat with people in Skype. Speaking of, you should potentially add me on Skype. Speaking of exams, why is it that mine always end up being scheduled at some 7:00pm?
The only PC I have in the house is my brother's and he's pretty much always on it playing Minecraft. I need to get my own. Time to sell my body... PM's work pretty well.
