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January 21 2007
There was a robot. A fair machine of minimal importance. A new program was introduced to it, a virus to rot the system. After a long battle to defeat the malicious software, the programmer made a defense. He shut it down, put it into safemode and destroyed every remnant of the virus and its spawn.

After being barraged by the activity of the virus every time the computer ran, the programmer had introduced a protection against it. He had disconnected it from the outside networks to prevent further damage. He thoroughly defended the machine of anything that remotely resembled vulnerability to the type of virus, but that wasn't enough. He needed to test it.

It was tested by a frontal assault from the virus. Nothing. Immunity at last. The programmer had repaired so much of the robot while he was trying to defend it, now he can repair and make significant progress. The virus is defeated and no longer applicable to the computer. The computer can run around with the virus, warning signs will fly but nothing will happen. Stopped. Dead in its tracks.

The computer is running without the virus.

If I wake tomorrow, I have class to attend.

Meanwhile, I am getting better at typing people and prefer observing people in their natural environments. I need to start talking to people myself and engage their minds myself -- the less passive observation. I can see opportunities like I have been needing to, so that is good. I just need to act on them. Because I want a virus.