Today in awesome things my imaginary friend has said

(My imaginary friend has either a Mysterious Syndrome of Mystery that will make her doctor world-famous, or several impairments that have nothing to do with each other at all. She doesn't really care, since she gets her off-label naltrexone prescription either way).

A reporter for the high school paper: So, you suffer from albinism.

My imaginary friend: Do you suffer from your ignorance, or is that just me?