Fekking daylight savings nonsense.

And so it begins…

Having caffeine withdrawal symptoms at 10,000 ft and having to deal with two kids is far, far worse.

Any time any system is described as “it’s not just a…”, I get antsy.

Bit of a cruel mistress, but she treats me well.

Worse, I’m abstaining until I’m in Japan. Less than two weeks until my next mug… ?

A healthy bit of paranoia gets you surprisingly far these days. Like Mr. T, I pity the fools who aren’t.

/

I miss coffee…

I should look into buying a proper desoldering iron.

That’s the kind of relationship I wouldn’t mind having at a restaurant.