If Someone Starts Agreeing With

I Think That My Ideas Of The World Are That It's Random And Cruel But Kind Of Quite Comical Really, And Therefore The Humour, In A Sense, Springs From That.

I Have A Lot Of Nice Italian Winter Clothes That Make Me Look Like A Sophisticated Lebanese Professor, So My Friend Robert And I Go Around Pretending To Be Experts In Arabic Politics. It Doesn't Work In The Summer Though. I Don't Have The Right Clothes.

Everyone I Used To Work With Is Still Alive And Can Afford Expensive Lawyers.

However, My Problems With My Memory Are Further Complicated By The Fact That While I Don't Have Any Recollection Of Things I Have Actually Done, I Have Very Vivid Recollections Of Loads Of Things That I Haven't Done.

I Don't Think I'd Ever Get Thin, But I Don't See Why I Should Necessarily Think That I Couldn't You Can't Live Your Life For Your Routines.