Uuugh, the line between dreams and reality is blurring. I'm spending so much time around machines, it's all I dream about. And then when I'm awake, I can't remember if I've actually done something, or just dreamed I've done it. Then I start accepting weird things as truths that worked in dreamland, but not here. Oh well, when I start thinking my arms are cars, I'm sure somebody will notice.
I doubled the amount of F-key stuff KevEdit can plot. Maybe I'll just do the rest today, too.
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