Test Points 1/30/23

Back then, though, systems such as this came with sophisticated owner’s manuals complete with electronic schematics and detailed debugging information.  The circuit boards were built with “test points”, little metal protrusions designed to be able to put the leads of a multimeter to them and measure either voltage or resistance at that point.  They were somehow labeled, and the manual listed sets of these test points and what the measurement should read.  If it was off, you could tell where the problem was

Digging Out 1/27/22

The chaos builds slowly enough that it’s easy to think, “oh, I’ll pick it up tomorrow”.  Eventually you hit an inflection point where it goes from that to, “ugh, this’ll take hours”.  And it did.  Days in fact.  But once there’s a crack in the depression veil, it helps to take advantage of it and hit it like a storm.  I still have more to do, but I’m feeling better already now that there is at least an end in sight. 

On Therapy 1/25/23

A friend of mine had been repeatedly raped, in reality, by her father as a child.  When she tried therapy, it brought repressed memories to the surface and made her worse.  I’m told the ratio is roughly one to one to one.  For everybody, like me, that therapy helps, there is somebody who gets worse, and there is another who gets little or nothing out of it.  But it’s definitely worth giving therapy a try.  If you have the courage and strength.