Lots of people seem to think I'm a really clever guy.

My interests include such topics as computer programming, cryptology, 
data compression, digital signal processing, fractals, music theory, 
artificial intelligence, logic design, and so forth.

One time, I spent 4 hours shifting algebra, and managed to correctly 
derive the binomial theorum from first principles. Another time, I sat 
down and learned to program in PostScript in my lunch break, just for 
the hell of it.

Lots of people think I'm clever, but am I?

My hypothesis: I'm actually not very intelligent at all. But because I 
have no life and I'm too stupid to get bored, I make up for intelligence 
by persistence.

Basically I'm the sort of sad loser who will spend 4 hours trying to 
work out something, when normal people would give up and go do something 
productive. If I were *actually* intelligent it would only take 4 
minutes to work out. I don't think I figure things out more quickly than 
other people, it's just that I'm too stupid to get bored. My tiny little 
brain is captivated by irrelevant things like the binomial theorum for 
hours on end, while any healthy individual would go find something more 
entertaining.



In a directly related mannar, I'm beginning to realise that I'm not 
actually very good at playing music either. Even the simplest keyboard 
exercises baffle me. It seems that I can play the Widor Toccata, not so 
much because of my vast skill, but because I've expended a ridiculous 
amoung of time practising it. A *geniunely* talented musician would 
probably pick it up in a few minutes. That's why it's marked as only 
"moderate" difficulty. But it's taken me 9 months so far, and I still 
haven't mastered it yet.

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