And now, as we venture off into the land of sleep...
Started: Saturday, June 24, 2000 00:11
Finished: Saturday, June 24, 2000 00:12
<new age relaxation tape>
Now, imagine yourself as an xterm. Inside of you sits
the bash prompt,
like a great white ball of energy waiting to be
released. This is your
center of power. As you meditate, characters are being
echoed into your
standard input. You handle them gracefully, sending
the streams of
standard output to the display driver, synchronizing
your movements
with the rhythm of the universe -- the task scheduler.
Next, imagine
yourself loading a file into vi. You can feel the
lines of source
code rushing through you, for you are the conduit
through which bug
after bug is being extinguished. The purity of the
universe is
malloc'ed in your consciousness.
</new age relaxation tape>