[ragle]

This reminds me of a nightmare I had in college one semester when I was taking 18 credit hours and consulting part time.

I'd been up for days and had been cramming for a computer architecture exam when I basically passed out.

I had this very visceral nightmare where I was a compiler and the C code was coming faster than I could translate to ASM. I kept trying to escape but it was like I was locked into the work in this never-ending grinding cycle I couldn't escape from. The dream went on for what felt like hours until I woke up drenched in sweat.

Hopefully these neurons aren't satisfying whatever sufficiency threshold delimits consciousness. Approaching some weird ethical territory in any case for sure.

[Anamon]

That's the nerdiest dream I ever heard about. I'm a bit jealous I never had one like that (that I remember).

How did you compile? Were you sitting at a desk getting piles of printed code?