Closing Another Weekend
Former United States President Jimmy Carter died today, at the ripe old age of 100. I want to say that he was on borrowed time and that he had been for a while, so the news of his passing wasn’t entirely surprising. I didn’t bother to check for his cause of death. At 100, does it matter? I’m going to assume he died of “natural causes”, which is fancy verbiage for “old age”. Regardless of the specific medical cause, may he rest in peace. You’ve earned it, Mr. President.
I myself am still very much alive, though I’m nowhere near 100-years old. My diabetes remains under control and my weight loss remains steady. Still don’t have much of an appetite these days. Physically, I feel fine.
I worked again this weekend, which continues to be my normal. I put in about nine hours total across both days. I’d say that I was mostly productive this weekend. Don’t know if anyone else would think that, but what other people might think is not important to me.
Working as much as I do brings me back to a line that Puff Daddy utters in the introduction of The Notorious B.I.G.’s song, “Going Back To Cali”, as Puffy’s trying to wake Biggie up that morning and remind him that they have a flight to catch, headed from New York to Los Angeles:
“No doubt, baby…know we gotta get this paper”.
Consider me “getting” this paper, though on a considerably much smaller scale than what Puff and Biggie were doing.
It’s been especially cold of late, at least to me, it has been. Even as I try to type all of this, my hands are freezing, though thankfully not quite on the brink of going numb. With the weight loss, I’ve lost a lot of my natural padding and insulation, which I had been carrying for years, and so now, I feel cold a lot more than I had in the past. In general, though I suppose even more so during the wintertime, I used to pride myself on not needing to wear a sweater, jacket, hooded sweatshirt, or anything with long sleeves to stave off the cold. Can’t do that anymore. I am cold now and often and I am not used to it, so it’s a tad uncomfortable a lot of the time. Still, I’m in no hurry for winter to end. The summers here can be unbearable at times, so I’ll enjoy the cold while it’s here.
Gaming remains slow, of late. I have a lot of what I like to refer to as “gaming projects” to complete, the first of which I completed yesterday. I repaired a Sega Saturn controller, which I’m hoping I’ve completed satisfactorily. That controller needed one of its rubber pads replaced. This particular rubber pad was the one that effectively connects the controller’s buttons to the motherboard and makes the buttons work. As this kind of rubber pad can age and eventually tear; every so often, it might require complete replacement. Physically, the repair went well. I just haven’t tested the controller yet. I’m confident that I did everything correctly, but obviously, if it is doesn’t work once plugged in, I’ll have to return to the drawing board and take this thing apart again.
Some of my other gaming projects include changing console shells, replacing various consoles’ internal memory, repairing more controllers, and console hacking. I suppose if I wanted to complete these projects, I should plan ahead, jot down a time and date for when I would do these, and get them all done. The time just isn’t always there, again, with work, life, and and what-not. Still, maybe I should just make the time? I could. Of course, it would also help if my hands were to thaw out.
The coming week at work should be slow again, being that we’re still in the middle of the seasonal holiday schedule. That means, at minimum, I’ll have to work two days, though Christina said I could take the week off if I wanted to. There’s a chance that I take her up on that too. It is a possibility. With any luck, again, I’ll be one of the few people on my side of the office, though I anticipate that most of the office will remain empty anyway. The fewer people in the office, the better I’ll feel, since most of the people in that office are terrible. The work environment still sucks and sadly, I don’t see that changing anytime soon.
That’s all I have for now.
In just about an hour, I’ll be headed for bed, ready and eager to start another glorious week of workplace nonsense and stupidity.
Again, this is my normal.