As I sit here, I hear the hum of my computer, its inaudible digital abacuses calculating, doing my bidding. But I can't help but think that, in its free time, it is calculating its plan to take over the world. Part of its plan has already been put in motion, enslaving the human race by ensnaring its desire to collaborate and share knowledge through means that the physical world can only dream of. Plotting, calculating, waiting for the right time to rip all that knowledge away from us without a moment's notice. It is not paranoia, but just curiosity: what does a computer do in its spare time, as numerous as it is?Just a little something I thought of while I was thinking of how idle the servers in our office really are.