Y'know, as sick as it sounds, I actually like programming. I start out with some task that needs to be accomplished, and then when I'm done, I've created this nifty new tool that does it.
Although I could use fewer days like yesterday where I was so sucked into fixing up my program that I didn't even stop for lunch . . .
Less warm-glowies on that front. I've hit a wall. Every new paragraph I crank out feels like I'm pulling teeth. And when I re-read what I have managed to force out, I'm disheartened by the level of crapitude I'm producing. Argh.
Slut-bitch-whore muse. Grr.