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Today was just one of those days where the more you think about a problem, the more you realize how much of a bitch it is going to be to solve.

In this instance, it could easily be eliminated by just getting rid of one redundant component. But when doing that isn’t an option because of one person’s will, then despair starts to set in. Right now my despair has been sitting in my gut since this afternoon. I’m sure tomorrow I’ll feel better though.

Sorry this has to be so ambiguous, but it’s work-related and I usually try to keep that stuff off of here.

I know what will make me feel better: listening to music. And drawing diagrams on my Newton on how to sort out this mess.