So much easier to interact with machines than with human beings.

Accha BUSS. Bahut ho gaya! Move On and Get With The Program(me)! Moaning, groaning, whinging, and whining never got anyone anywhere.

29! Weird. Never thought age would matter. And according to some, I am “losing my mind”, so it all fits.

May – June 2003 >> Truly hideous months. Have also realized that people just cannot cope with openness. We live in a world of ostriches. Don’t rock the boat, keep it all inside, lie if you have to … hypocrisy is easier and more desirable than the truth.

Another thing I don’t get … Why do twenty-somethings (haven’t come to terms with “tween” yet) enter the workplace and then behave as if they are in playschool? Why is the demand for competence, precision, speed, and excitement viewed as outrageous and unreasonable? The expectation that people should “work” in exchange for a salary … is it altogether bizarre? Aur agar koi mussla hai to bhai khul kar baat karein na yaar. Petty politics should be left to the National Assembly.

Just pulled a mean all-nighter. Slave to the corporation, in a round-about but too close for comfort kinda way. Got to sort out this twilight zone. Went for a walk at 4:30 a.m. Khayaban-e-Ittehad was clean, quiet, and peaceful. Client’s due at 11:00 a.m. – two more _blank windows to go … At dinner, we were talking about how Macromedia and Adobe approach product design as compared to MicroSnot. Bill missed the Internet boat, none of the web apps are really geared towards good, clean code generation. Macromedia and Adobe – inspired by Apple – have produced a fantastic set of powertools for “real” web designers; unlike shit like Visual Studio.

Just can’t get enough of my new 12″ G4 laptop. It’s such a beauty, even though it has two screen pixels missing, heats up like crazy, and is very intolerant of even slightly uneven surfaces. Mac OS 10.2.6 works like a dream (no blue screens of death yet) … fave little killer app is LaunchBar.

Can’t understand people who aren’t proactive. What’s with them? Why are they so lame? Doesn’t anything turn them on? Guess not.