A quick post because I don’t want to write anything. I had a crappy sleep last night (tent), everything I touch turns to $#@&, and I can barely stand being in a room with myself.
The printer is clogged, and the only way I can fix it is by turning it up to 200C+ and using tiny little metal tools that REALLY conduct heat so my fingers are all burned, I ruined the only nozzle cleaner I have, and I have no way to prove that I’ve fixed it – even if the next five prints work, it could clog again on the sixth. Probably 98% through a three-day print.
After the progress I’ve been making with the electronics stuff, I tripped over a speedbump and am still figuratively laying on the pavement, picking pebbles out of my teeth. I don’t think I ruined anything, though.
My phone decides to randomly stop responding for random lengths of time. I use my phone a lot, so this is pretty annoying. I should probably reset it to factory and see if that helps. Plus, I lost it around the house twice today and dropped it once. My lightning reflexes tried to move my foot into position so as to keep it from falling directly on the wood floor, but my crappy coordination made sure that I ended up kicking it halfway across the living room.
Ghosts were bad today. Early on in the day was easier because of some thundershowers that hung around for a while, but after the sky cleared I was running all over the place.
Talked to the clinic today, turns out the fractured vertebra in my back is right where my hump is. So, is my posture causing the problem, or is the problem causing my posture?
The tree guys didn’t come by again today. I tried to call them a couple of times and they didn’t answer.
Good things: got a doctor’s appointment scheduled for some stuff, some nice thundershowers this morning, the air smelled good, Lloyd was in a good mood.
I hope tomorrow is a better day.