Trailing After Destiny

You look around for some more helpless victims. The first sign of life that you see is a line of ants crawling along a tree. You grin maniacally and run over to the tree and put your stick in the ants' path. The first ant sizzles away into goo. The next ant inspects his fallen comrade, then walks around the danger zone. Well that won't do. You begin to frantically go after the escaping ants with your stick. Feeling empowered by murdering the insects, you begin laughing.

"What on earth are you doing?"

Turning around you find a tall, skinny, blonde make standing behind you, giving you a confused look.

It's a good question. Just what ARE you doing anyway?