Karmic Fulcrum

You can do this and be rich, they tell me. I've heard it in various flavours from family and others, various schemes to make lots of money.. and I keep feeling irritated, because I don't really want to be rich. I want to suck up as much knowledge as I can, and think deeply about it, and pass that knowledge on to other people, making them think. Provided I am living comfortably and I have some security, I don't need money. There are some things that having more money would be handy for (and having a house would be nice, and more money would make it happen faster), but it's not a major concern, because my focus in life is more inward than outward.

So, today, after one small possibly nice deed, I drove out to investigate/fix some network problems of some people I know. When I was nearly there, I noticed my cellphone was missing, and grumbled to myself that whenever I try to do something really nice for someone, something incidental *always* happens to me. The phone turned up, courtesy of a stranger, much later in the night, but still. Ahh, but no matter. Today was still a most excellent day, the highlight being a very pleasant nap on the CMU cut around 18:00. I never want this summer to end (even though it's hardly begun) .. and it reminds me that although I have the right job, it's in the wrong place. Any house I would buy in Pittsburgh would (or at least should) be just temporary until I can find a place that won't make me want to die every winter. I like Pittsburgh, but the weather is misery given form.

The dance has built up in me again, and I *must* go to some kind of Techno/Goth/Darkwave soon. This probably means Ceremony here, because I want to be careful with money until the dual-rent and carpet repair stuff is ironed out. After that, I should visit NYC and Cowtown.

I must resist the urge to argue economics until I'm blue in the face with invisible-hand-is-always-healthy-and-right folk... and arguing with other folk too. Recently, I've failed at this, because unlike a lot of other people, I enjoy a good debate and have trouble remembering that other people don't (especially if I call them on their BS and dirty argument tricks). I could probably argue with Isildur for days on end (and it'd be, no doubt, really interesting to do so), but anyone else around would probably want to flee screaming..

I am irritated to find that, while the XIM/scim stuff is awesome, some software, notably Openoffice and anything written in Java, don't work with it. Nothing I have in Java can even display unicode, and Openoffice does its own input processing (which doesn't work for me). Meh.