I worked 36 hours this weekend to get MySQL out of my life. There was no external urgency driving me to do that, I just couldn’t stop thinking about it because I want to solve the problem so bad there was nothing else to do but work on it. I woke up chewing on the problem and I passed out each night at 11pm doing the same.
“That’s crazy, you should retire to full time shitposting, you would be much happier.”
Seems to be working great for all the rich bitcoiners who are trying that strategy.
I could golf 6 days a week like my dad did for a decade after he retired early. But I’ve played golf and I know that puzzle isn’t nearly as interesting as the puzzles I’m working on right now. He just up and quit golfing almost a decade ago like he was retiring a second time. I never asked him why because the real question I didn’t have the heart to ask was: why did it take you so long?
People spend all their time bitching about nobody taking responsibility for solving the hard problems around them and yet some of those same people spend all their time trying to come up with ways to avoid taking responsibility for solving any of those problems.
“That’s fiat, bro.” Ok bro, enjoy your queer life of leisure.