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8.1.26
I can't believe it's been two weeks since I last wrote an entry here. I'm still functioning, but I'm not enjoying it. Ear infection coupled with helping manage crises took a lot out of me, and I still had to show up to my day job. No wonder I sleep in so late on the weekends. I guess as long as I'm up before noon, it isn't a total loss. I'm still very much on the fence about getting a 3D printer, because that's like the cost of a game console and also requires me setting up space for it in addition to learning how to properly use it, and given that my work has three major projects going live through the end of the year, I'm not sure I'm going to have the time, and I don't want to have a 500 dollar bit of consumer grade manufacturing equipment sitting idle until next year at the earliest. Maybe next year will be the move for that. In the meantime, I still have plenty to work on: My plants, my beads, that box of polymer clay I haven't touched, the backlog of model kits. Maybe I don't need to get into consumer grade manufacturing yet.
7.17.26
My pen came in this week, and my statement stands: The Lamy Safari is a fantastic fountain pen. Yes, it may feel like writing with an ergonomic lego brick that came out of Kraftwerk's Kling Klang Studio, but I think that's part of the appeal. Speaking of plastic crap, I've been considering getting into 3D printing. I don't intend to add more print-in-place articulated ABS dragons to my local landfill, if only because I think dragons are terribly overrated as far as mythical creatures go, and that it's better to have objects what are both whimsical and functional. While I can't say I'll be doing much on the whimsical side in terms of what I'll be printing, I can say that a 3D printer would support my existing whimsy. I'd love to make better use of the storage space afforded by the craft corner, as currently a lot of my tools and materials are simply floating around in the drawers like little organelles in a cell. It would be nice to use that space more effectively, ESPECIALLY for my beads. Imagine how much space I'd get back if I could have little cups that fit together in the drawers snugly with practically no wasted space. What a delight! The same principle can be used to create bespoke pinguicula pots. I would likely be a menace with a 3D printer, because I'd actually be doing useful shit with it. Well, useful shit to me at least.
7.13.26
Last week was rough, I'm not going to sugarcoat it, but things seem to be starting off alright this week. I don't want to jinx it, but I think it's worth documenting. It's still hot as balls, I'm actively trying to remove non-essential ambient heat generation from inside the condo, but short of enveloping the house in complete darkness 24/7 until like, the end of November, I'm doing the best I can. I made Jjajang Tteokbokki today, and it kind of rules. I've been meaning to put together a list of recipes that fuck for a like a week now, and I think I may just get around to that now that things seem to be going alright. If the weather trying to turn me into dim sum is all I have to worry about, I'd be satisfied. I mean, yes my favorite fountain pen has gone missing, but I'm sure it'll turn up eventually, in the meantime I'll just grab another one. it's fine. Lamy makes good pens.
7.7.26
Sometimes life feels too demanding, at least as far as keeping yourself held together is concerned. Sometimes I wish I felt safe enough to fall apart without shame, but years of some unprocessed shit that I'm not going to disclose on a publicly accessible webpage makes that really fucking hard. Am I listening to New Order about it? Absolutely. Am I going to address it? Probably not, because I don't have the time. This is bogus.
7.2.26
Sometimes things don't always turn out the way you think. I promise this isn't about relationships, this is about crafts. I suppose you could argue crafting is kind of a relationship but I'm not talking about that today. To set the scene, picture this: A half-empty office the day before a 3 day weekend, queue emptier than some people's brains. The mind begins to wander, you remember those shit-ass letter beads you have that are oriented the wrong way to be useful in any sort of horizontal orientation, so okay, why not make a peyote stitch cuff from them? Intriguing idea. Wait till you get home, and then start to experiment. It was then I realized that the beads lock together tight a little too well. It wouldn't have the flexibility to make a good cuff. All wasn't lost. The rigidity of the structure, while also reminding me of plant cells, meant it'd be perfect to make a very flat panel. Thankfully, I had enough of these shit-ass beads to make at least something substantial: a small drink coaster. While it could use some nonslip feet, it still works decently enough. As a bonus it's kind of fun to squish.
6.28.26
Day 2 of hiding inside the condo while the sun decides to commit acts of violence. The heat index is currently 112 degrees at 11:00 AM. That's insane. I guarantee if I didn't have to ride to and from the office twice a week I would slowly turn into one of those blind cave adapted organisms. Actually, now that I think about it I kind of already am. Cooking is a pain, the condo's small, and as such it heats up pretty quickly. With the weather outside being like it is, I'm kind of loathe to do anything that'll spike the temperature in here. Unfortunately, due to the position of my dryer by the thermostat, that basically means that's an inevitability unless I decide to never do laundry again, which as we all know is terribly unfeasible. What's a guy to do?
6.26.26
Today's been a hell of a day. Lots of running around, and I got rained on! Truth be told, when the end of the work week rolls around, I feel like that Devo cover of "Working in the Coal Mine", too tired to do the shit I actually want to do. Still, I did manage to get a few things done, like start on some lego, and get some sparkly bullshit planned. Well, sparkly bullshit thought about at least. The good news is that I currently have nothing pressing I need to deal with for the rest of the weekend, so provided I wake up at a reasonable hour tomorrow I'll actually have time to do things. Those things may or may not involve going ham on some of the mess that's in here. I mean, I already reorganized my esoteric supplies, so the craft corner is going to need its comeuppance VERY soon, possibly even tonight. It's only...8 PM. I've still got daylight though! Past me's terrible organization will not stand up against the might of my bullshit!
6.23.26
I'm not sure why I was dealing with so much ennui regarding the internet again. It seems to come in waves, or cycles. I don't know. Hopefully I'll actually stick to updating this. For the time being, this seems much more doable. Part of me is wanting to make an About page, but I'm not entirely sure that's necessary, especially since that information is still present on the old, archived version of the site, and for the most part, it is still relevant. Well, maybe not the manifesto part.