I grew up playing on my Amstrad CPC 6128+. Way before Windows 3.1.

I don't understand the "just tell me you don't love me".

Don't use credit.

And rich.

Me: I'm an astrophysicist.
Them: What will the weather be like tomorrow?

I'm so glad I never believed in heavens or hells or any kind of after-lives. It seems to just make everything more confusing, complicated, and unfinished.

"is binding it is time"

Which is why I use LaTeX, in which everything is positioned within one tenth of the wavelength of visible light.

"May the Force ever be in your favor, Mr Potter." -- Gandalf (The Chronicles Narnia, by JRR Martin)

*CorrectLY.

She eats edible things, unlike the rest of us? I feel like I'm missing something.

One day I forgot what my job was. My colleagues couldn't understand that I wasn't joking. I had my poster and my talk ready for my presentation, but I had no idea what they were about. I couldn't remember what I had been working on for the past three years, only that it was astronomy related. It took me three hours to remember.

What.

Quicksand too.

Did what?

Dutch here. Haven't used cash or interacted with a cashier in two years. I scan my groceries in the shop and check out with my phone.

Drugs.

I wonder if the other great apes think that of humans.