| Name |
Techy EPIC |
| Alias |
Matt Saunders |
| Age |
22 and a bit |
| Nationality |
Wired |
| Vital Statistics |
10 GCSEs |
| Studying |
BSc (Hons) Computing. Won't admit to it unless pressed |
| Career Prospects |
Boring |
| Claim to Fame |
Knows more UNIX commands than all the other EPICs added together |
| Prized Possession |
kaboom.yoyo.org - his computer. Sad |
| Usually says |
"Click there" |
| Never says |
"Where's the Phone Bill?" |
| Drinks |
Pepsi Max, Hooch, Baileys and anything sugary |
| Eats |
Chicken and Chocolate and little else |
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| Listens to |
REM, Manics, Jamiroquai, Björk, Blur, No Doubt (that song), KLF, EBTG, etc; and most of Sporty EPIC's CD collection |
| Watches |
Press Gang, This Life, E.R., Formula One, Dr Who |
| Looks down on |
Everyone; he is six foot four |
| Looks up to |
Honest people |
| Looks |
Myopic |
| Good habits |
Washes rather more often than your typical computer geek |
| Bad habits |
Writing Web pages when assessments are due |
| Favourite Spice Girl |
Mel C - cause no-one else seems to like her |
| Favourite Football Team |
Anyone who succeeds without spending more in a year than the GDP of Guatemala |
| Perfect Evening |
Film, food and slow descent away from sobriety, all rounded off with a nice late night stumble across the Internet. It takes all sorts |
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