On Wikipedia. Need sleep. "...Prodrome? I don't know that word. Alright ... one more article." 10 minutes later, "please Wikipedia, no, I need to sleep, I can't read an article ... about ... Apophenia? Huh, sounds interesting..."
Good news: I have been remarkably productive this weekend. New water filter, filtered water spigot, and ice machine connection, as well as a new dedicated 15 amp outlet for the dishwasher with nicely loomed/managed cable, all for the girlfriend's place.
Bad news: I twisted slightly to the left this morning and now I can't walk around or stand normally.
ADHD is deciding we need to focus, thinking "I should close my office door", then "I should put a sign up so the kids leave me alone", then "This could really use a whiteboard", then spending 25 minutes looking for a whiteboard.
I haven't looked at cars in nearly a decade now, but I'm talking with a friend through their options. During this, I came across the phrase "aerodynamic spoiler" and I can't decide whether that's an oxymoron or whether it's redundant, but otherwise the word "aerodynamic" here is hilarious.
That feeling when you handwave a figure in a discussion, someone latches on to it firmly as "very concerning", sweating, realizing it was very much a ballpark estimate, so you spend the next two hours cranking out a spreadsheet which shows, in fact, the figure was bang-on perfect. Nobody should let me near computers.