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Yesterday we went to the farmers market and got Bulgarian pastries, asparagus, rhubarb, hard cider, a basil plant, mushrooms, baby bok choy, spring mix, and lettuce. P deep-cleaned his produce drawer when we got home, then lunch, rhubarb sauce, and crossword.

I took the back off the cordomatic, reproduced the missing connection, but maneuvering the board out of position so I could get to the contacts must have wiggled whatever it was back into place. My least favorite fix. I squished the connections a bit harder in case something had been loose, but they were pretty firmly stuck in there, so 🤷🏼‍♀️. Put the board back, connections still worked, put the case back together, connections still worked, so... I guess it’s fine now?

Snack, then watched a Netflix series from the UK called Feel Good, a substance-abuse -flavored coming out comedy which cut off rather abruptly at the end of its too-short first season. Nertz.

Dinner, scrabble (635, no bingos, sloshy vowels), then I found A Discovery Of Witches on Amazon. Matthew is a bit weirdly-cast maybe? Though he is meant to be Occitan so maybe it’s more that my brain is bad at casting from the peninsula. I’m worried they’ll screw up some other stuff trying to shoehorn the story into a live-action format, since her inner voice was such a vibrant part of the books. But, we’ll see.

Before bed I was checking alerts for work and it turns out my machine on campus is down AGAIN. With today a holiday I’m comfortable popping into campus to power-cycle it again, but ugh. Sucks.

Dreamt of Christmas in an art studio with H and B, playing some fascinating games with generative pattern glazing, something about cookie recipes, and reading under covers in a tent in the backyard. Dreamt separately of a nanobots puzzle with species-specific heads-up displays in outer space that turned out to be an origin story for the Borg.

I finished Flight Of Magpies and started Jackdaw.