:54:02
Mouth open.
:54:05
Deeper.
:54:11
I'll be nice
and let you out for Christmas.
:54:17
My roommate was out of surgery.
:54:22
I brought some pie.
:54:23
All had gone well.
:54:29
Care for some?
:54:31
"Courage, mate!"
:54:33
he said as I left.
:54:37
He was right.
:54:40
Courage always comes in handy.
:54:50
How I loathed this world.
:54:54
I hated the society around me.
:54:58
Advertising made me sick.
:55:01
Computers made me vomit.
:55:06
As a programmer, all I did
was amass data and criteria
:55:12
for making decisions.
:55:15
It was pointless.
:55:18
It was even harmful.
:55:22
A useless strain on the neurons.
:55:26
One thing the world didn't need
was more information.
:55:41
My only mail was the bill
for a sex chat I'd had
:55:45
on the "Roxanne" hotline,
:55:48
and a mail-order firm
:55:50
presenting its new online service,
"Coo-Coo-Tel".
:55:56
As a privileged customer,
:55:58
I could subscribe now.