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"Oh, i'm between jobs at the moment...i've been out of work for a while, still not sure what I want to do. I'm enjoying not having the responsibility of a job, it's just that it gets so *boring* sometimes. I mean, you know what it's like? Nothing to do all day, you were unemployed recently.."

"Ha, yeah, but shit, i don't think i had time get bored! I was still pretty flat out even though i wasn't working." <- me being a bit of a dick

"Nah, but like, J's been out of work *six months*. You weren't out of work that long, but you know, after a while you get sooo bored! There's nothing to do! You go out of weekends, but during the day, there's nothing to do!"

"Are you serious?! I could be out of work for the rest of my life and I'd still never run out of things to do! There's so many books, languages to learn, like i'm still shithouse at violin, there's just so much to do!" <- me, well in my cups, crossing over to pretentious douche.

"No..you don't understand..."

NO I FUCKING DON'T.

This universe is so fucking big, and one lifetime so tiny. You can pick any field you like - sport, fashion, maths, science, art, theology, cooking, needlework, ANYTHING - and you could spend your entire lifetime learning more details, more intricacies. The reason fields are becoming increasingly specialised is because the wealth of human knowledge is more than anyone can grasp within a lifetime. You might be a master at genetics, but your knowledge of physics will be lacking, you won't know dick about art, maybe have a fleeting understanding of a few sports...thassit.

There are people who can unicycle, build houses, name where the grapes in the wine were grown from one sip, manufacture drugs, design rockets, speak well in public, remember pi to tens of thousand places, compose symphonies, run countries, walk across broken glass, heal the sick, swordfight, find food in the wilderness, photograph new species of fish, develop artificial intelligence, sing well, knit a jumper, blow up a building, stage a revolution, sit in quiet meditation while being doused in petrol and set alight.

"But there's nothing to do!"

There are no boring situations, just boring people. I know i sound like a self-important fuckwit, maybe humility's another skill I need to work on...but a lifetime is so very short! You only get an average of 2.5 billion *seconds*...you couldn't even meet 1/3rd of the people in the world for one second each. Are you really content to let your *ONE life* dribble away, without getting to know a bit about the space around you?

I'd be a bit disappointed if this surprisingly animate lump of flesh expired without having some idea of what the fuck just happened.

grapplesincircles the face appeared it didn't feel like it came from me this time, but it couldn't, couldn't be that, just getting a bit overexcited. Too many books, you're just too gullible, let it alone, just get on, breathe, keep focused, become one with geometry quiet quiet boom like a space cadet flying at a stone wall boom atoms implosion drifting away, who's thinking this the images flashing up and up cheeks pulled apart ready to split, violent automatons and empty rooms, so similar and yet, not sure if there's a head inside the jigsaw it didn't look like it. The film that tracks you brainwaves and becomes the absolute scariest thing your body can construct at this moment right now.

DID YOU KNOW?!

We're told in high school that the number Pi is infinite, and non-repeating (first million digits are here). This means that logically, somewhere, eventually, the decimal expansion of pi should contain *every possible string of numbers*. For instance, my home phone number appears in the first million digits. Eventually you should be able to find every phone number in the world. Also remember that every image, or song, can be represented by numbers on computer...so logically pi, somewhere, eventually, contains every image ever produced, every song ever written...not just that, but every song that ever *will* be written.

Pi is the number used to calculate the curvature of any round object. So every curve you can see contains pi, which contains every film or song which will ever be written in the universe. Somewhere, eventually.

Do you believe this?