Everybody's Goin' Off The Deep End

I've had several thoughts the last few days that I need to get down in this space.

Problem is, I've been too busy living in a cloud of negativity and resentment the last few days, that I haven't had the bandwidth to actually do it. I'm impressed with myself for having something written every day in March, and I hope to keep this up going forward.

I have been working on my iPod Media Tracker database, which is intentionally frustrating and clunky to use, which I've been enjoying. I've also been reflecting on some of the events in my life around the time I was doing a lot of online socializing.

I am working on excavating my old IM information to see if any of the IRC channels I hung about in are still active, and if so, do any of the old people still persist. 

Who Says We Can Pay One Price For Two

I started going through and updating iPod playlists today.

Went ahead and threw some Moxy Fruvous in there, just because.  Which got me to thinking about all of the things that led up to me getting hold of their music in the first place, and all I can say is wow...Was #ShawIsland really that long ago?

Does the science forum IRC chat I came across years later still exist?

I guess I need to figure out my old Trillian info and see what, if anything, still exists from those days.

Raise What's Left Of The Flag For Me

I keep forgetting how eclectic my playlists get, until I'm actually paying attention to what I'm listening to. I threw on my "Snowscraping" playlist on the way home from work and it's...Special. 

But Sure As Night Turns Day It's The Passion Play

Things happen. It's funny what people think I'm doing vs. what I think I'm doing.

I wonder what Fearless Leader thought when he walked up and someone was talking to me this evening at work. 

Someone that there were some...Vaguely hinted at "concerns" about.

Someone I almost feel like he was trying to justify losing for one reason or another.

Someone I actually had to subtly fight to keep them employed.

Someone who actually has no idea how close they were to possibly losing their job for...Reasons?

Anyway, I know you probably have no idea this even exists, but you're welcome. 

Everybody's Working For The Weekend

Didn't get as much done this weekend as I would have liked. I wanted to fix the Mazda, but I was lazy and tired.

All I did of note was make a strawberry chocolate cheesecake, fix two iPods, attempt to build a 3rd from crap from my "bag o' iPod parts," and order a battery for the iPod Mini.

I also played a little Mario Kart World. 

I also watched the video about Peter Frampton's Phoenix guitar from the FCA! 35th Anniversary DVD. Amazing story! 

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down

I've been playing Octopath Traveler on Switch recently. I'm not too terribly far in the game, but it is enjoyable. I very much enjoy the SNES-era JRPG vibe.

But I don't get a lot of time to actually play games these days. The best I've been able to really do is unlock costumes doing the Free Roam in Mario Kart World this week.

Ah well. 

Now Begins The Changin', Mental Rearrangin'

Yeah, yesterday didn't go according to plan at all.

I ended up not having the house to myself for the entire time, and the people came back much earlier than anticipated.

No film, no store trip, no food prep for Friday evening at work.

I did manage to fix the iPod Mini that had the not fully functional click wheel. I need to buy a new battery for it though, 

Crazy As A Rocket, There's Nothin' In My Pocket

I really need to pull the film out of the Sprocket Rocket and develop it.

I will, in theory, have the house to myself from about 10am until I have to leave for work. I guess I can work with that. 

Words Can't Say It And I Can't Do

Wow. Just wow.

All the work I did yesterday was for naught.

Sure, the bathroom drama is under control. Sure, the bike is in decent working order again, but wow.

All for naught. 

I Can Read The Writing On The Wall

Had the "pleasure" of taking today off work to clean my house. At least I got the dicey part of the bathroom repainted.