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.