Monday I get to go in to work and get a preliminary feel for how much heat I'm in for blatantly disobeying orders on a major project. :whee: On Wednesday the shit will actually hit the fan. Oh man. If I can pull it off, it will be good. If I can't... it won't be good. And I suppose that's why I'm up at 4:43 on a sunday morning working my ass off (or taking procrastination breaks). I hate string manipulation -- it should all just do what I want it to. Nyeah.
Oh, so the spark of this feeling weird... well, it's pretty well documented right here: Am I evil? -- cool, huh? :heh: :whee: