What happened this week?
Barefooted, I started to step on a MagSafe connector, which is not as bad as a Lego brick or a three-pin plug but still not very nice to step on, so I sacrificially fell over, arse about tit (āfell downā, āate shitā for North American readers) to avoid hurting my foot. I was quite sweaty for a bit ā an adrenaline rush ā who needs skydiving? ā and now I have a bruised knee like some kind of small child.
I also have a bit of a cold. Woe unto me.
I did some work. Made some graphs using D3.js, which passed the time, before deciding that I didnāt need the graphs, but maybe the real graphs were the friends we made along the way.
The general election campaign is happening. Hoping to find out about the local candidates, I found myself looking at a local newspaper website, where mainly I learned that Phil off EastEnders (Steve off Coldwar Steve) had been to a local seaside chip shop, and was reminded about the trope of seemingly deliberately vague headlines, e.g. āBin bags of cannabis fly-tipped in villageā ā of course you click to find out which village it is, and are disappointed when itās one in a faraway part of the region, but I suppose it all helps to add pence to the advertising revenue and delay the struggling media organisationsā descent into financial ruin. Never mind ā one of the candidates got cancelled for something terrible he said in the past, which made the national news.
Next week, Iād like to make more things happen to me.