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Financial security as a result of a job that leaves me feeling like I've achieved something. The ability to feel like I'm making a play for the future, and not trying to keep my head above water. Love. The usual miracles anyone wants these days, you know?
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Am I going anywhere important? If not, just a shower. So, about four hours...
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Sentience is just a self-awareness produced by chemical reactions. We could easily change that to include machines. I'm fine with that. The question becomes where we put the bar for them. "Self-awareness" seems too low for them.
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YES PLEASE.
But yeah, seriously. Probably the best game out right now. -
Sky diving. Definitely.
Seriously, how is that even a choice? -
It's cool, I enjoy designing social networks in my spare time! :D
(To everyone else who reads this, you know I have a wide ranging field of interests. This shouldn't surprise you.) -
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Wow. Great question. Minecraft.
But before that?
... It's been a while. I'll give you a short lists of games I truly love, and have shrugged off other things in favor of (in no particular order): Fallout 3, Oblivion, Morrowind (Oh God,) Psychonauts, Shadow of the Colossus, Ico.
And close? Saint's Row 2, and GTA: San Andreas, and sometimes, rarely but sometimes, GTA4.
I'm sure there are tons more, but... That's off the top of my head. -
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Because in my mind the world is but a stage, and I am the sole audience member. Because I look up at everyone and think "This is fantastic!" Because sometimes, you want to throw produce at them. Because sometimes I like watching the show. And because sometimes, I like interacting with it.
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... The people I talk to. :P
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Neither one has actual sugar, so the point is moot. But Coke tastes better because the founder, Dr. Cola, ordered that his ashes be slowly integrated into Coke. And he didn't even wait for his death; he started by chopping off and burning body parts soon after he created Coke.
Of course, they've long since ran out of Dr. Cola. The used the final parts (I won't way which) up in 1985. Scared that they no longer had any Dr. Cola to use, they introduced an entirely new formula. Enter the New Coke debacle. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Coke )
Of course they soon realized just how magical Dr. Cola was. They set about creating a substitute. It was then that Tom Hanks began The Coca Code. It was a daring adventure against the tag-team of Dave Thomas and Colonel Sanders (don't get me wrong, they're not bad guys, they were just rivals of Tom Hanks') but in the end Tom Hanks' amazing piano solo on the floor-keyboard from Big made their hearts swell three times too big and they admitted that Coke should be separate from their fast food locations.
They gave up, and Hanks found Coca Cola's very first formula, and concocted it sans Dr. Cola. It turns out, that it had its own magical taste all along! There had been no need for the inclusion of Dr. Cola's remains and turning the world into cannibals! Tom Hanks rejoiced, and gave this information to the board at Coca Cola, who promptly kill Tom Hanks, and replaced him with a very-serious-acting android, and burned the original recipe. They instead went with one that had high fructose corn syrup.
But sometimes... In the winter chills, and the summer heat, when you tilt a Coke just the right way... You get a taste of that magic. And it still tastes marvelous.
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Adam An-... AdamAntium. Funny, only, not really. You stick to the question, I'll stick to the jokes. :P
And I thought you were hunting down Plushenko to kill him for being a jerk, not to go all "sexy-tiem" on him. Geez! What's wrong with you people, Internet-Land?
And the idea behind my plan was that if he wanted one fake medal, he wouldn't be able to turn down legitimate fake medals! -
Ever seen the cartoons where they set up a "Free <stuff>" stand to get the villain who wants <stuff>?
I hereby call to order the Intergalactic Figure Skating Championship featuring medals (in ascending order) of Vibranium, Adamantium, and Unobtainium. -
No. No I do not. I'm an agnostic atheist who thinks that once you die, you (and your consciousness) ceases to exist. Make it count.
But that doesn't mean I don't like the idea. I SINCERELY hope I'm wrong about it all, and then when I die, I open my eyes somewhere else, hopefully in a better place. Ideally, in a place like Heaven was portrayed in the Robin Williams flick "What Dreams May Come," because that'd just be awesome. -
Pink. At least, that's my favorite color on you.
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Close, only, the opposite. 42 IS the answer to life, the universe, and everything. It slipped out. See, everyone thinks that Brave New World is coming true, that the popular is pacified by so much non-essential media and general pleasurable activity that we're not paying attention, but no! In reality, the truth is being given to us by our artists, and in the creation of art we seek truths that no truly controlling body would want the populace to have!
Beware that which stifles your ability to create. It is against you. -
Because you touch yourself at night. Actually, wait, no, because you DON'T touch yourself at night ENOUGH. Do it more. It'll work.
Also, because I'm not asked enough formspring.me questions. If your lust for mental activity were sated by having your mind blown by me, then you could sleep soundly knowing that you had made significant advancement in your life. Trufax.
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