Flashes of Panic

It would be a lot easier to finish this program if the load-sharing server I connect to for access to the department network didn’t insist on throwing me off at irregular intervals, causing me to pound my desk, curse, and sign back on again.

It may not help that I keep two sessions open—one to edit the source, and another to compile/run/research.

I’d do it all here on my Mac, but it’s systems programming; the different kernels can’t be counted on to have the same system calls (or respond the same way to the ones they do have in common, or several other subtle variations.)

I suppose I could ride over to the lab, but I’m comfortable here, frankly, and I’d rather have something other than my own kludgy code to complain about.

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