Turing Uncomplete

Please, someone send the men in white coats to lock me up. I installed Emacs, despite all warnings about my sanity. When I installed it, there was a noise - as if a thousand braincells cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. Despite my fading sanity (C-x C-s to save a file? Who thought that up!?), I am rather enjoying it, despite forgetting all the keyboard shortcuts after I learn them. Oh well, perseverence is the key! I will survive, and eventually become an Emacs user! The going will be tough, and the cost to my sanity will be great, but I will manage it!

One thing that Emacs has impressed me with is the huge depth of features. It does everything. If I wanted, I could probably find an extension to sync my computer clock, update my system, or work as a cron daemon. I know that there is an extension to make Emacs act as a webserver, and since the language to create extensions is a variant of Lisp - Emacs Lisp, the number of possible extensions is limited only by the programmers imagination.

I’m using it as much as possible - even for writing shellscripts when I have nano. I am not, however, using it to write this blog post because I think I need a break from the sanity-removing feature-packed monster of a text editor that is Emacs. If you don’t hear from me for a few days, assume I have gone mad, engraved “EMACS!” on my skin, and eaten my liver.