I swear, last night I woke up every hour on the hour with the code for my finite state machine dancing through my head. Where are the visions of sugarplums? Don't I get sugarplums? It wouldn't have been so bad (yes, lack of sleep==bad, but apart from that), if it hadn't been basically the same bad dream over and over again. This morning I was able to fix the odd compile time errors and get it all working, or at least functioning incorrectly in a way that I can't yet determine, but I don't think I owe that to my overactive subconscious working on the problem all night long.
109 words | June 4, 2004 08:35 PM | Rocket science