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...

2 Comments:

• At 1:06 AM, December 06, 2005,  Unknown said…

  Ya know, if you want to be left alone and to not have to listen to Rent then you could just...I dunno...ask us not to play it around you? We can't read your mind, and if you don't tell us then we don't know. I know you've been busy, but you gotta communicate or you don't have a right to complain.

   

• At 1:20 PM, December 06, 2005,  Avvy said…

  The issue is less that you're listening to Rent, and more that you're listening to it incessantly. Remember the Rule of Zim, the one regarding quotations? For those who do not share your obsessions, they can get grating. And to cut to the quick, I'm venting frustration here. I'm likely to pick any convenient target.

   

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