FellowEnt
Renault Vivaro. She’s called Julie. Julie Vandrews. Also know as me Julie.
Did this on a flight to Venice. Except it was a large firecracker, but at a glance it looked like a half stick of dynamite. I still have no idea how I got away with it.
Moved into a newly renovated flat that hadn’t been cleaned. So there was a think layer of brick/plaster dust all over every surface. Then spent months fighting a four figure electricity bill because it turns out the builders had used my particular flat to charge their kit for months.
The trick is to only employ yourself.
Dislocated shoulder. It went over the front of the socket which is apparently quite rare, and the most painful. I was blacking out front the pain, a friend fainted, ambulance gave me laughing gas which was great. Hospital visit was not fun, they tried various kinds of morphine which didn’t seem to have much of an effect, then ended up giving me some sort of date rape ‘cooperative sedation’ meds and letting the student doctors take turns to fail at relocating my arm and fuck up the socket even more.
Generative AI has been an absolute game changer in my retouching work. Slightly worrying that it’ll put me out of work sometime in the future, but for now it’s saving me loads of time, handling the boring stuff so I can concentrate on the stuff it can’t do.
Once had to explain to an old lady (in full-time employment in a job that requires use of a computer) that the mouse moves around on the desk surface. She was trying to move the cursor by putting the mouse on the screen.
I think they’re amazing. The chemistry of colored flame has fascinated me since I was young, and there’s nothing quite like being close to explosions. If I had more time and lived in the US I’d be a hobby pyrotechnician.