This is annoying because I can't stop playing with my Synthetic Diamond. Another thing, ANOTHER THING, to hate the body. This Synthetic Diamond is loose, itching AND it is putting noise into to my thoughts that are being transmitted. The last time I got a new Synthetic Diamond they said it would
last longer. They said it may last as long as I live, but that was a lie. A LIE. A lie because it's loose, and I can't stop for the life of me stop pressing on it. I want to press upon it to cause lots of pain then the pain will numb the itch. The itch. The itch that I want scratch until my flesh peals off. I should stop. I need to stop. I need to let the Synthetic Diamond be. I need to get it replaced, but I don't have time. I have not time to replace it. I need to, but work. The work, so I will wait. I will wait until I can't work because it is too loose and they can't read my mind to work or my body rejects the Synthetic Diamond.

I wish I could be pure process. If I wasn't hindered by having a body, a machine, I could work better, faster, more. Then my manager wouldn't need to worry about needing work done because I could do it all. Then I could do all work if I had no body. Instead, I am held back by the body to prevent me from becoming only a work process, so I can not have all work.

I have thought about killing the body. Then I realize I can't kill the body. If I kill body then I could die forever. Then there would be no work processes at all. Then I wouldn't be able to work. If I remain alive and let the body die naturally while and from working then I could rebirth a work process. Else I could kill the body to hope to become a work process, but then I may not return as any process. If I kill self by killing the body, the work of me could be erased. It's not a bug. I reviewed the code to commit to the source the process to record one's existence. If the process ends before Entropy's Equated Time then all data of you is lost in a time loop. It's old code. Bad code. Maybe I will rewrite it?

Where's that library? Where, where, where, where did I write and save it? WHERE! I CAN'T FIND IT! I CAN'T FIND IT! This is too much. I can't think. The functions are processing thoughts in mind. I have become one with the Entropy interface. I can't feel my body. My body. Do I have a body? I can't remember what I was looking for? What...What was I doing? What? I was writing a process for work project BFA. That project is near done. That's right! The logic switch. I was programming the logic switch from...No. That is what I was working on before that. I have that work being tested. That is being tested and now that test is. ...That is not what I am working. ...I am not working. ...I can't think of what I think about. I can't remember. What function did I need that library for. I can't. It's not...It's not a thought. I can't remember. I can't think. I can't.

I can't think beyond the process. This processes. What do I need to do? Where is that library? I can't find it. Where is it? The deadline. The deadline is near. It is very near. Where is that function? Where? It's not a standard tool. It's not the of the template library. Where, where, where, where, where, where, where? WHERE IS IT! FUCK. I FUCKING HATE THIS JOB. I FUCKING DON'T WANT TO FUCKING DO THIS. IT IS THE STUPIDEST THING EVER. WHY THE FUCK DO I DO THIS? I CAN'T FIND ONE STUPID FUCKING LIBRARY. WHERE, WHERE, WHERE, WHERE, WHERE! WHERE IS THIS FUCKING STUPID, FUCKING, FUCKING, FUCKING, FUCKING, FUCKING, FUCKING STUPID LIBRARY. I NEEEEEEEEEED TO FIND THIS NOW, LAST CYCLE. I NEED THIS PROJECT DONE. I WANT IT COMPLETE. I HATE THIS. I HATE WHAT I DO? I NEVER WANT TO DO THIS AGAIN... WHY ME? WHY...Why...Wait...Wait...This is the library. This is it. This is what I need. YES! This is what I need. AND IT WORKS! IT WORKS! Yes, I love this job! I love it.

W.O.W.. I have been honored but my Manager #1 through Manager #15. I will be contracted to work with Blood Diamond, Info, to begin integrating Eden of Eden's monetary system with Blood Diamond's money standard. I get to work, non-stop, until the job is complete. YES! This means I will not be threatened with free time or free thought. I will be expected to work all my life until the contract is complete. I will be given so much work that I am told I will no longer be able to think of anything but work processes. Can this be true? I have had so many managers promise a job of non-stop work, but they never, NEVER, came through with their promise. Can this be real? Is some one lying to me? I hope not. That would be sad if this job is not true. If it is not real I will be sad. Then I will only be able to dream of a job like the one promised when working with Blood Diamond, Info. I have even been informed that the mangers at Blood Diamond are rude and they do nothing but give you work and commands to work harder. Can this be true? I hope it is true. I love it when managers DON'T ask me how I feel or what I think. I DON'T CARE. ...Why should they? All that matters is the work, the tools, the pleasure of doing what another tells me to do. Now, now I will be able to live the dream and work all my life.

...Do I have to leave the office? ...No...I don't think I do. I only need not work. That is what that voice is seeing and saying to me. I can't work. I can only not work. I can do anything else. I can't work. I only can't work. What...What? I could go outside? I could, but what would happen if WorkBegin Bell rang, and I was outside. Then I would miss out on the work I could have been doing if I was in the office right after the bell rang. It's best to stay in the office. It will enable to be work right after WorkBegin. ...What to do? I could clean the office. Would that be work? I wonder if there is any food left in these containers scattered about the office. If I was looking for food in containers then put the containers in the trash then it would not technically be working. No, it wouldn't be working. It would be personal energy time. It would. I do need to eat. Water. I should water my pot and stand in it. The roots are dry. Now that the Waterer is not working I have to get my own water. That's what I will do. I will look for food and water. And wait. Wait for work to return.

Working while I am awake and while I sleep just is not enough. No, I need to find away to work more. I need too. If I don't then people will think I am lazy. If I don't they may...Yes, they may think I am stupid. And that...And that can't be. It can't...No, I can't have that. I am smart. I get things done. I will give my life for the company. I do give my life for the company because some day the company will give back. I know it. They will protect and watch out for me and they will help me live. I know the company will never intentionally do me harm unless it is a mistake. I know this because the company is great. It is the reason to live. It is the reason to be. Work, afterall, is everything. It is all the reason to live. I can not reason why we live but to work. No one has a better reason. If work was not the reason we live then why do we all do it?