Yuk. Icky People. The kind that turn you into an impulsive three year old kid that just wants to push 'em down on the wood chips.
These kind of people disappear from your life when you change environments, right? I mean, if you leave the place of Icky People, you don't see them again, that's why you leave.
But why do they keep showing up again?
Icky People, and how they just never seem to leave my life -- read about it at my post today at Aiming Low, where if you make it to mediocre, it's been a good day.