MUSHcode is Love.

Elaborating Overland's time code continues. Now, with added weather. Well, temperature.

( Please be advised that I rule. )

To code or not to code: that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous commas,
Or to take up arms against a sea of parentheses
And by opposing, convert them into error messages.

Thud.

109 words. None of them contain parentheses, which was a nice change. I'm not making much progress, but given the amount of other output I generated and my current state of hormone-induced lack of functionality, I feel okay about that. I don't feel okay in other realms, but that's perhaps because I want to beat my abdomen to death with an unabridged dictionary.

Incidentally, rysmiel, I still haven't forgotten you. As soon as I generate some fiction-reading capability, that beta-reading is at the top of my list.