My computer has stopped fucking up of its own accord. A few months back, the screen started to die, to the point that it was impossible to use my laptop without an external monitor.
For some reason, it’s stopped doing that. For the most part at least, it’ll still fuck up once every couple of days, but I’ve worked out how to turn the screen back on with the combination of a flashlight and a jiggling of the screen settings. It’s uncanny, but I can actually use my laptop around the house again, so I’ve ditched the second monitor from my desk (it’s unwieldy and doesn’t help my workflow that much,) and now everything is pleasant once more.
The past week has been really uneventful. I have barely left the house, and immersed myself in work and sork-like tasks in an attempt at feeling relevant. It hasn’t really worked yet, but maybe if I keep trying…
I’m also waiting on money. I’ve been making some financial renovations, but none of it has paid off yet. I’ve got a couple of invoices due shortly, but that kind of stuff usually takes forever to actually happen, so as a result I’m not going to do anything this weekend because I’m flat broke again. It’s a fantastic prospect to look forward to, and I especially can’t wait for Saturday night when I’m going to catch up on some long-neglected sitting around.
Moments later, a client from down the road popped by and handed me an envelope of cash. I was pleasantly surprised, and will amend my weekend plans accordingly.
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