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I Remember Being Shocked When I Discovered Some Of My School Pals Didn't Have Books In Their Homes. I Thought It Was Like Not Having Oxygen, Or Hot Water.

Look At These Humans! How Could Such Glacial Slowness Even Be Called Life? An Age Could Pass, Virtual Empires Rise And Fall In The Time They Took To Open Their Mouths To Utter Some New Inanity!

Perdition Awaits At The End Of A Road Constructed Entirely From Good Intentions, The Devil Emerges From The Details And Hell Abides In The Small Print.

Any Theory Which Causes Solipsism To Seem Just As Likely An Explanation For The Phenomena It Seeks To Describe Ought To Be Held In The Utmost Suspicion.

In Theory, I Work An Eight-hour Day And A Five-day Week Which Means I Can Socialise With My Pals Who Mostly Have Normal Jobs Like Teaching And Computer Programming.