I have been maddeningly, horribly, insanely bored this weekend. I was sick for most of this week, so I didn’t bother to make plans to get out of the apartment. To try to entertain myself–and I use the term loosely–I have done the following:
- Bought a series of locks to practice picking. I can get the one-tumbler lock easily, the three-tumbler lock with a bit of work, and the five-tumbler lock not at all. I practiced until my hands ached.
- Signed up for a basic electronics class.
- Moved everything out of the kitchen, swept, mopped, and moved everything back in.
- Cleaned the hell out of the bathroom.
- Watched all of Futurama season six, plus the first movie.
- Created a spreadsheet of monthly pricing for all the major carriers for the new iPhone. (They’re all pretty much the same, if you were wondering. I’ll save a bit of money by switching away from AT&T because I’m still being charged Wisconsin taxes.)
- Wrote this.
- Finished a three hundred page book, started another. (I didn’t start the first book this weekend.)
- Went grocery shopping.
- Made all of these. (Not pictured: a shyguy I made and gave to Mike.) The skulls will live at work as a coaster. I thought about karma-whoring the Reddit alien, and decided I don’t care.
I thought it would be funny to create a QR code as a physical object, but couldn’t think of anything worth saying in two hundred and fifty characters. (If you’ve got an idea, leave a comment.)
- I also attempted to buy a new laptop, as my current one is literally falling apart. I opened it up last week and a piece of the keyboard assembly came off in my hand. I found out as I started to pay that Apple charges sales tax online, so I’m just going to wait until the next time I’m in Portland (no sales tax) to get it. Take THAT, Washington and Seattle.
- Yet to do: I have a date at seven tonight. I’m not expecting much.
What an exceptionally pointless post.