Day 679

Monday | January 6th, 2014

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I didn’t sleep last night. I struggled to write or create a script that would grab an .mp3 from a folder, open it, insert markers in pre-determined places, split the audio file into eleven segments based on those markers, save the new eleven files into a different folder, then rename the eleven files into something a TOEIC student could comprehend (because ‘Marker 1, Marker 2, Marker 3, etc.’ doesn’t mean shit), create a manifest of the renamed files in the different folder, then compress the different folder with the new segmented files and manifest file into a .zip file, and then move that zip file to a final destination folder and rename the .zip file to what the original .mp3 was called (always something like year|month|date|computer id|incremented number sans the pipes).

By 11.00, I had a working 93% of the time script that did everything above except rename the .zip in the final destination folder. That last part I was doing manually, which I can live with for this camp. The killer was that the script was unable to do batch processing—meaning when it worked, one file was okay, but grabbing all the .mp3s from a folder and trying to run them through the process borked the whole operation. This is something I need to fix. It would still take too long to manually start (tell the script to collect the file) and finish (rename the .zip file myself) 80 files a day.

But at 11.00, I was done. Tuesday and Wednesday would be full days and I wouldn’t be able to sleep much on Monday night. When I went into the house, Meow was completely frantic looking for her keys. She was going around and around through every room searching for them. I offered her mine but she wasn’t listening. She couldn’t even hear me. She became convinced she dropped them walking Naughty the night before and that someone saw her keys laying on the ground and stole them. Someone was going to break into our house and steal everything because they had her keys. This was her state and no amount of reasoning or rationality could reach her.

I ate some bananas and chocolate Diget cookies. Nothing to do but watch this happen. I helped her look. The thing with keys is they’re always some place stupid. If they are lost then steps need to be taken asap to make sure no one can just walk in and take your things. Meow though, she couldn’t even cope with the situation. To her, it was impossible to lose her keys, so they had to be somewhere. Everything I had to add just bounced of the dome.

Eventually, she left for work and I ate the Kinder chocolate bar I found in her stash while key hunting. She called me on the way to work to look under things that only allow dog hair to creep underneath them. I watched tv for a while and ate another banana instead.

At some point I got up and went to the bedroom and there were Meow’s keys, sitting on the end of the bed. All safe. I took a picture (thumbnail) and sent her a message that I’d found them.

Once that was done I ran a hot bath. I was asleep for about twenty minutes and Naughty wanted out to pee or something. I got up out of bath and let both dogs out. Back in the tub, I fell asleep again. And I got up out of the bath a second time when the dogs barked and scratched on the door. After the third time I climbed in the bath I was able to sleep for about three hours with intermittent wake ups to add more hot water.

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