Worus

I skipped my databases class today in favor of writing a paper I couldn’t put myself ot write last night. I started writing and just randomly did a word count. I looked and it had 836 words. The paper is supposed to be 1000+ words, as in, around 1000, but not like 2000 or something. This is also supposed to be a paper where we reasearch a topic in four different sources and learn to document them correctly. I haven’t begun to do the research bit. This promises to be scary.

I’m now writing my own software for remote webmastering. Not just updating journal entries. It applies templates to data files and generates HTML. I call it Tower, and it’s coming along nice. So far you can create new data files, make entries to those data files, apply templates to the data to make HTML files. I plan to ad data file editing, mass template creation, and front page generation. I’m writing it in Perl, a language that I don’t actually know, so things are coming a long a little slower than I had hoped. And I’m also beginning to see some of the problems with the way I engineered the data files (plain text). I’m sure I’ll figure something out, no matter how inefficient. Hopefully, I’ll learn enough Perl through this to make a better version at one point.

I spent the whole day remembering what happened in my dream last night. The reason that I was able to remember it is because, when I got up, I told myself what I needed to remember. Unfortunately, this was only one sentence:

I was doing a Layaway Bin Audit at work.

That is the only detail that came to mind when I immediately woke up and nothing else has surfaced.