"Confucius say: lovers in triangle, not on square."
- A fortune cookie I found when I was sixteen that I try to live by every day.
This passage opens the book Five Billion Years of Solitude, a reminder that life on Earth has an expiration date, but the duration our existence is in our own hands … nay, our brains, certainly here on Earth, and perhaps beyond.
Always Sunny. Always.
i really appreciate that portal 2 has made me laugh my head off before very seriously telling a fictional AI to go fuck herself