I'm keeping my chair warm. But the fabric is annoyed by the
   friction created by my asscheeks. At the same time, it really
   doesn't have much of a choice does it? The chair is slave to my
   ass and the body attached to said ass. So, I do more than
   occupying space: I am enslaving an object, increasing its
   already burdened existence with slavery-to-a-purpose when it's
   ALREADY having to be annoyed by the gravitational forces pulling
   them down into the blissful center of gravity while the ground
   forces it to stay here. Fucking Paul Exclusion Principle keep us
   all in chains.