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			import sys
import yaml
with open(sys.argv[1]) as fp:
    data = fp.read()
if not data.find("---") == 0:
    # no head
    print("NO YAML HEAD FOUND")
    sys.exit(-1)
data = data[3:]
head_end = data.find("---")
head = data[0:head_end]
data = data[head_end+3:]
metadata = yaml.safe_load(head)
cats = metadata.pop('categories', None)
if cats != None:
    if type(cats) == list:
        tags = cats
    elif type(cats) == str:
        tags = cats.split()
    tags = list(map(lambda t: t.lower(), tags))
    metadata["tags"] = ", ".join(tags)
    new_data = f"---\n{yaml.dump(metadata, default_flow_style=False)}---{data}"
    # write it
    print(f"coverted: categories to tags: {tags} - {sys.argv[1]}")
    with open(sys.argv[1], "w") as fp:
        fp.write(new_data)
    sys.exit(0)
if not metadata.get("tags", None):
    metadata["tags"] = "untagged"
    new_data = f"---\n{yaml.dump(metadata, default_flow_style=False)}---{data}"
    print(f"untagged: {sys.argv[1]}")
    # write it
    with open(sys.argv[1], "w") as fp:
        fp.write(new_data)
    sys.exit(0)
print("No changes needed")
		
	
		
			
				
	
	
		
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| author: dhananjayishere
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| comments: true
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| date: 2011-08-30 06:12:22
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| layout: post
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| slug: what-you-do-when-you-get-a-free-day
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| tags: thoughts
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| title: What you do when you get a free day?
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| wordpress_id: 67570727
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| ---
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| 
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| By free I never meant something like a holiday you get in ages which
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| exactly pumps you up. By "free" I meant day you dont have a clue to do
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| anything. You suddenly find yourself nothing interesting to do. Gets you
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| bored to the bones. A couple of people can cheer me up these times but unfortunately none
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| are around.
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| 
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| I hate it, because it breaks the barriers I've put in mind to the past.
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| On a blink, mind gets filled with everything that has happened in the
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| twenty years thats me, and most of them are not good things.
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| 
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| Writing never been my favorite, but its the only way left. So I am
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| falling back to my little diary. Nobodys' been a good listener.
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