I arrive at school to be told the compilers class has been cancelled. Normally I wouldn't care, but at 8:30 in the morning that is some cold shit. I emailed Kumar telling him not to come to class, printed out our documenatation, gave it to the angry CS secretary, and am now sitting in the computer lab. I'm apparently supposed to read four papers on error recovery and detection when you are parsing. What a dis.
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