Why the fuck did I just put this pen in my mouth?
This lovely, black, fine-point PaperMate ballpoint that has been sitting in the lab all day. Why did my moronic subconscious think that just because it’s not in the lab anymore, it is a perfectly healthy thing to insert into my gaping maw? What deficient part of my brain felt the need to gnaw on a potentially toxic hunk of plastic?
And where is the person who should be here protecting me from my own stupidity? When I find out who it is that should be responsible for my actions, I’m going to eviscerate their cocksnarfing hide.
I can’t believe I just did anything that blindingly idiotic.
That. Was. Really. Fucking. Stupid.
[sub]at least I didn’t use anything too dangerous today[/sub]