I feel like there's plenty which was conversation-worthy, but I can't really recall anything, unfortunately.

Ah well.

It happens.

I'm having a bit of a "low" in my blog, it would appear, in that I'm not giving meaty entries right now, but I always come back from the lull to end up blasting you with solid walls, so I wouldn't be too worried.

Apologies for the few blog readers I have that I'm boring you, but I can't make an interesting facet of my life every day from scratch. I need inspiration, and sometimes I just don't have any.

I actually had a blog in mind for today, but for the life of me, I can't remember what it was--I got into an extended conversation which I found IMMENSELY immersive, to the point where I was just talking in the way which resonates deeply, the way which kinda...

...Well, just makes me forget. A gigantic distraction, as it were. Could talk more about this subject, I guess, but not sure how to word it well right now.

Internet was down and I had no blog up.

​Thankfully, it came back just in time!

I've been dangerously exhausted for half of the day; even for my second shift at work I was in a mindset where I basically was thinking, "100% chance if there's an issue I can respond to it well, 40% chance I actually recognize an issue in the first place", where about 98% would be the norm there (can never be fully 100% but you can be awfully darn close).

​Yeah, that bad; I'm just...so...tired...

But again I've got work tomorrowwwwwww......

But I've got work tomorrowwwwwwww

It's most of the way to being 6 am, and I'm still awake.

Was reading much further into Worm; just finished Drone 23.1. Honestly at this point--I may know only a single incredibly mild spoiler; literally everything else I can think of that I knew in advance when starting, has already transpired.

​Totally worth it, though.

It's quite the impressive blister when seen in person, but it is quite literally the antonym of photogenic. (Is there a word for that other than just saying anti-photogenic?) No matter how much I try to get a good image of it, no matter what the picture is, it never looks good, in spite of how impressive it is in person.

I meant to, but I suppose in the panic/pain I must've forgotten about it. I burnt my finger fairly badly yesterday. I was worried about damage control more than I was the pain, even though it hurt like a royal bitch, at least by my standards. By which, I mean, it'd probably be debilitating excruciating pain for someone else that didn't have my innate naturally high pain tolerance.

Even for me, though, it stung, badly; the throbbing, stinging pain was annoying, and I kept wanting to rub the wound even though rationally I knew that was just about the worst thing I could have done. The treatment was annoying as well; our faucet has two settings, scalding hot or ice cold and the tap water you're meant to use is cool not cold and I could understand why as only a couple minutes into the meant-to-be-20 I had my finger feeling numb.

Improvised by using a bowl to dip my finger in, but because of the wound location, it was difficult to keep it fully submerged the entire time, and once the finger left the bowl, didn't take long for the pain to resume. The initial band aid that I tried applying didn't work because it was too small and the wound was located in an awkward spot. I tried some indirect-contact ice (heavy layers of cloth between the ice and skin), which seemed to help, until the ice pack had melted pretty much.

With a new band aid and the benefit of an overnight rest, though, the pain's gone. I was planning on taking a shower today, but I don't want to re-dress the wound with a new bandaid just yet and adhesive bandages are notoriously not waterproof. (At least, not the one I'm wearing. The initial one which was too small might've been, but it was too small; this one is big enough, but almost certainly isn't.)

Of course, since I work today (at a pool, mind you), may need to anyway, but I usually don't get my right hand wet and if asked to, can point to the band-aid, say I burned myself, and would prefer not to get my right hand wet, working within my limits with my left hand (the hand I usually get wet anyway).

​Can't hurt to be a little careful.

I may have a filling needing to be replaced soon, but surprisingly, miraculously, no new cavities. Yet.

​I do need to kick myself into high gear in order to stop them, though.