Sitting outside with HC. It was his last day in SF. We decided to go on a fast food binge -- one his favorite things to do. With an hour left to kill before had to head out on the bart to SFO back to Chicago, we decided to drink some brews on market. Finding a 6-pack of.. (what, exactly?) for 3 bucks, we drained the first while waxing philosophical.
Our thoughts kept returning to -- How Bad Do You Want It?.
How bad do you want it?
How bad do these coders on cocaine want it? How bad do these super ambitious bankers want it?
Am I lucky enough? Am I good enough?
Only one way to find out.
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