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4:12pm Friday 9 June 2000
An interesting set of thoughts floated through my head as I sat for over an hour watching Kevin dig through miles of SAS logs and code. I'll see if I can capture them here.
- This sure is boring.
- I could be working on my computer.
- Well, I'm still getting paid.
- Ya know, it's sick that we are sitting here staring at a meaningless computer, trying to make it do something that it isn't doing.
- Ya know, it's even sicker that someone is paying us thousands of dollars to make this meaningless computer do meaningless tasks.
- We could be outside, painting, riding unicycles, telling jokes, but for some reason people seem to not be as willing to pay mony for us to do that.
- Money.. something that people give in exchange for something that seems important.
- Somehow this society has lost track of what is important, but at the same time says, "do what you love; it's important to play a lot" and then we don't do it.
- I should just quit my job and run around and be happy. That's what's important.
- But what about my house? My legacy? My website? Are these things important? Am I doing good for the world by owning a house?
- Probably not - we're just consuming electricity and throwing away stuff; it would be better for the world if we just died.
- But we're not dead, so why are we here? How do we make the most of stuff while we are here? What are we supposed to be doing?
- Is it possible that I can just be happy Right Here Right Now in each moment of my life?
- Would that be the ultimate state of nirvana, to just be blissfully alive, doing whatever it is I am doing?
- Seems like I would have to do something that I thought was the right thing to be doing.
I don't remember the rest.
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