Hi, my name is "Not the Only One Who Can't Remember Names, Apparently."

Friends used to tell me about new cool music I might like. Now computers tell me.

His accomplishments were all impulsive. His plans were all half-done.

Imagine what kind of robot would brag to humans all the reasons they could not defeat it. THAT is the robot we need to build...

Statistically, 50% of the people out there must be as crazy as me. That worries me.

What do you think? Am I narcissistic for not wanting your opinion or for only wanting your opinion of me?

I may have lost my train of thought, but this new one I jumped on seems to be going somewhere better.

The more shit you have, the more shit you have to deal with.

I have a suspicion that the reason I haven't cried in years, is because I'm happy.

If you want peace on Earth, start by paying attention to what you're doing that hurts other people.