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Turns out the worst work to be doing as you slip beyond the reaches of sanity and into the following morning is computer programming, as the very nature of the beast is that of madness, irrespective of the time of day. It is a world where two lines of code, identical both in syntax and in hexadecimal content, will lead to two completely different outputs, in brazen defiance of the causal structure you were led to believe lay beneath the unassuming surface of your computerbox. You have a midterm due tomorrow, but the bits within the beast won't have it: they have something far more sinister in mind.

Addendum 11/26/08: I wrote this entry one week ago, yet it seems to have only been two days in my restless mind. For all the merits of sleep, perhaps the most overlooked is that it serves well to divide the days.