Three Dollar Quill

Haha, I did it! I edited the poem instead of messing with code.

I hate this.

Revising poetry or prose is like, you stare at something for weeks, and then you look at it again, and find major issues that you entirely failed to notice. Meanwhile, write some tests for code, and the behavior covered by those tests cannot regress unnoticed.

But anyway, I've addressed most of the glaring issues, so now I just need to wait a bit, and do it all. over. again. yay.

Anyway, I'm done for now, so I can get away with not thinking about this any more until some time tomorrow. I need to do something to take my mind off this, but I'm not sure right now what that "something" could be.

I guess that's the first thing I'll do after I publish this: think of something to take my mind off of it for now. Nothing more to talk about, so I'm going to publish and get ready for bed.

Good night.