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Technomancer and troubleshooter by trade. Programmer by choice. Creator of Deviant Paradigm, somewhat by accident.
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Monday, December 05, 2005
Pit of Frustration
Welcome to the Pit of Frustration, now 27% more infuriating!
ARGH! Most people are looking forward to the end of the school year. I'm not one of them. For one thing, I need another couple weeks to get my bedamned project done. It won't, for reasons I have yet to determine, despite days of trying, work. All I seem to get is a migrane. I'm at the point of developing muscle tremors from the frustrated rage. Another two hours in the lab and I'm at the 'strangling people' point. And if Jamie inflicts her RENT soundtrack on me again, I'm in danger of destroying whatever's playing it and then beating her severely with the busted remains. This is not the time for me. My patience, what very little of it actually exists, is gone, and I'm not in the position to get drunk enough not to care. Is it too much to ask just for things to work properly? I'm not even asking for first try. I just think a week's worth of trying ought to at least give me some clues as to what to look for. The project is doing some stuff with the serial port on an 8051 microcontroller. It receives data. Not the right data, but it's receiving something. That's better than what it sends, which is nothing at all. I probably wouldn't be at this point of boiling frustrated rage if it weren't the end of the stupid semester and this supposedly being an easy lab assignment. Oh, and it being due last week with another one due this Wednesday...WHICH BUILDS ON IT. So it's wrong end of the rake time for me. I just don't know what to do any more, but I'm about to break down. Clear the area.
-- Update --
And there went the fire. All that's left now is the cold...