Bought meself two pairs of sandals (exact same cut in black and purple, because both colors suit me just fine and were in good price) and a funky hat. Wow! I've surpassed myself.
I got a decent fan, a new phone (though IDK how I feel about the whole touchscreen thing, since I am barely capable of working a tablet with any competency). Also got my derp car's second cooling fan motor replaced. But what I am proud of is the deep rope burn, and few small cuts from helping my mom clean out under her house, and closest that was above another closet. Being useful is the best thing for me, even if it comes with some risk, the rewarding feeling of getting things done makes it worth it. (I swear I am not a masochist, when it comes to helping someone get shit done when it needs to get done.)
You didn't have a touchscreen phone until now? You've outdateddated me. Wow! I promise, when you get the hang of it though, you won't be able to go back. Megeia! Yep. I know that feeling. Especially when helping out your mother.
The thing I like about it it is finally a multilingual OS from Microsoft. That's a very big issue in my household.
I confess that my hatred is mostly because Windows 10 isn't Windows XP, which I think was the nearly-perfect OS. Simple, stable, and secure (on Tuesdays, anyway). XP did everything I needed done without making me work my way through a bunch of stuff I didn't. I'm old enough that I don't want my laptop to operate like my mobile phone. Just give me a Start button and a list of programs thereunder. An amusing anecdote: one morning last week, a thunderstorm knocked out our power for four hours. No problem, says me, I'll fire up my new laptop and look over the story I've been working on. Sign in? OK. Turns out I can't sign in to Windows if I'm not connected to the internet (wireless router didn't have power). WTF? Windows 10 is the ultimate example of the tech industry's habit of taking a program that everybody likes and changes everything about it, just because.
I just bought a big silly 60 mm wooden button for reasons I have yet to fathom. day 1 of lock down clean shaven, tidy hair cut and a three piece suit with shinny shoes walking down a busy highstreet on a call. '' Yeah we just gotta be vigilant, stick together and pull through, we'll be fine and we'll get through this, yeah yeah yeah, be round for the game yeah' day 122 of lock down, full scale follicle based coup kicking off with hair so rebellious it's hard to know what started rioting first my head or the beard. Creased t-shirt and shoe laces sprawled over the shop floor with a basket in one hand and a big goofy button in the other. So transfixed on it I drop the basket and hold the button with both hands like its a brilliant golden nugget of goodness. '' I like this button, I really really like this button...'' *looks around and spies passers by* '' I need this in my life '' I tell them but they just swelled their eyes at me shuffled down the aisle. I fear for my well being at times like this. I still have no idea what I'm going to do with it.
Ordered some fountain pen ink. My first "archival" "nano-pigment" ink. Got the package, opened it. WTF? It's just the same color normal ink of this manufacturer. So I went, and complained, requested return etc. A few hours later, got the email: "Seller has closed the return process. Reason: Replacement shipment without return." Uhhh... I guess that means they send me the correct ink? And I can keep the wrong one? Cool... Except I already got a glass of the 'wrong' ink... I have no idea how to use that much ink... I mean, the 'nano' ink is not exactly cheap. And while it is significantly more expensive than the 'normal' one, the 'normal' is also not really bargain price level...
A bunch of garden/yard stuff: rakes, shovels, bark mulch, clippers, hedge trimmers, and a bad ass weed whacker. We just bought a house... it's been about five years since I've had a yard. Can't wait to smoke a joint and roll around the grass naked. Might hump a tree or two while I'm at it. They're my trees so I can do what I want to them.
Just bought a new vacuum cleaner. Had a strange feeling of satisfaction when it picked up so much muck with one swipe. Ask them first. You've got me thinking about the vacuum cleaner in a way I never have before...
You wouldn't be the first. I can't remember the citations, but my torts book contained more than one case in which a young man, um, disastrously interacted with a vacuum cleaner.
I always just repair mine. Don't remember the last time I bought a new one. I just take it apart and clear the passages, also clean out the brush.
Yeah, but honestly that's pretty rare and still easy. I don't know, I just like my vacuum and don't feel like parting with it until it's had its day. Come to think of it I don't buy too many appliances or whatnot because I just repair them. Never to difficult.
