!rant

My ISP just sent me an email:
I have double the bandwidth for the next 6 month while still paying the same as before. No fishy things, no special conditions...

What a time to be alive.

!rant
I must be dreaming .... Honestly! I am with a client that knows what he wants and has no problem to express it in clear words. They understand my tech talk and talk back in tech as well. We are on the same page regarding best practises. They envy my work and have really good ideas and express constructive criticism. What is going on here? I must be in a parallel universe or something?
Okay, one downside... Coffee is not free but a cup is 20ct, which is quite alright imho anyway. Oh, the even bigger downside... Things have been so constructive that my time there is almost over since shit got actually done in the most efficient way ever!

Daily scrum
Today, the Scrumpy Master was not here, so I leaded the daily scrum meeting,
rephrasing the 3 standards questions a little bit: the results where amazing.
Here my questions in case somebody want to use them:
- What the fuck did you do on Friday?
- What the fuck do you think you are doing today?
- What is your fucking problem?

We managed to keep the meeting very short and after the meeting everybody was sooooo concentrated I couldn't believe it.

Beeep Beeeeeep 7:00 o'clock. Shit. I was dreaming. Must wake up and go to work.
Scrum master will be there too.

For years now I've been "dreaming in code" but in the stupid way, which is only appropiate.

I try to explain it to myself and *I* can't understand it.

One, by some oniric enchantment, is capable of communicating signals through use of some symbolic language; and any time one speaks, they are affecting all that follows.

So a sequence of these, of any size, corresponds to some kind of program, and the self is some sort of collection of mutable structures being affected by them. And new symbols arise from within the self, corresponding to sequences of previously spoken symbols.

This process in itself can be satisfying, for the mere challenge of engaging with it's bottomless complexity, but it also suffers from a complete lack of purpose.

What does it mean? It's all undefined, yet doing something, so it must *mean* something. But what is it doing? One simply cannot grasp it!

I go to bed at night and traverse my tree, I recognize it, I've been working on it for years. Time is different there, you can just keep infinitely building shit, it never ends. Then I wake up and everything makes sense, for a little while.

But what I see isn't quantifiable; I can't turn it into a representation that works outside of a dream. Does it give me some vague ideas for the "actual" code I'm working on, yes of course. Yet it's all so... elusive, I can never put it into words. How exactly I could think of this? Well, it's in my tree, I know it because I wrote it as I slept. But how?

Fucking brains, maan.