I have my first day off this month. I've counted, so far I've racked up eighty hours of overtime this month. Stupid.
What to do with ny day off? Well a walk along the canal with my wife and stealing stuff [cuttings] is a given, then it's maths I suppose. For I'm falling behind. Again.
For the last few days I've been building programmes, none of which will be usable for ages, but, for once, I'm building things with legs. Things that won't break when you place a straw upon their backs.
I'm immoderately happy, I thought that I'd lost this this [meant], this joy of programming. Of tackling a problem and solving it. Of making sure that my solution works and making sure that it will always work.
[There's a Deep Fix problem here. Deep Fix: an experience (hormone flow) that you can't get any other way.]
Sometimes doing utterly stupid things makes sense. Never happen for me alas.
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Or in my case doing utterly stupid things is just stupidity.
I can't get my head around that. What a pillock.