I stayed up late on Wednesday working on refactoring my oscillator code, late enough to catch OSINT people spotting troop movements on the Belgorod (Russia) to Kharkiv (Ukraine) road via a traffic jam on Google Maps. At that point it was obvious that whatever Putin was about to do involved a lot more than just Donetsk and Luhansk, and so I stayed up for another few hours while the grim reality unfolded.
I went to give blood for the first time in a while. It was a lovely day for a cycle ride into the City of London, and I didn’t even need a hat or scarf. (It didn’t last: the temperature dropped significantly a day later.) It was my first donation since a brief spell of anaemia last year, but my haemoglobin levels were very good this time, and it all went fine.
I had a bit of a Spın̈al Tap moment this week. I wanted to tidy up my soldering tools, so I ordered a small toolbox. It’s one thing to see it advertised as 12.5”. It’s quite another to receive the tiny box, open it, and realise that the usable volume is much less than the length as measured at its longest point would indicate. Now I still have a mess plus a box that’s too small. It might be good for holding sewing stuff instead: it’s not really worth the hassle of returning something so cheap.