Phone camera died. Ordered replacement part. Tore down, installed, and rebuilt phone without bricking it.
Small victories. Warren would be proud. So would my dad.
In the middle of Jonathan Franzen’s Purity and it’s dragging. Or I’m dragging. Or both. I loved his last two books, but…hrmph.
Email is now basically online snail mail. It’s dying, it just doesn’t know it yet. Time to let it retire gracefully.