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Staying up later yesterday was murder. And I forced myself to stay in bed through the night. Neither always works, both are necessary, and some luck is involved. While not quite scientific, the scientific is more engineering and art, if they become practical. Even then outcomes, for my efforts or scientific are questionable. Believe whatever you wish, just don't hold your breath about it.
It is good today. Perhaps some very minor aches and pains. Maybe a little bit of fog on the noggin. These things are of such minor natures as to be almost tickles. A shower, after a bit. In to town later this morning or early afternoon. A spot of business and social call, perhaps another social call, a meal in there somewhere, and a shopping stop. Oh, and I may take my camera and some kit in, visit a park, and take some snappy snaps. If a folk or three would allow me to photograph them, I would like to start working on post process edumacation. I have seen amazing things that can be done in post process. I have been hungering to play in there. It's a bit daunting, keeping track of the original, knowing which copy is what... Though with RAW files, so I am told, the original will remain stowed away safely and processes can be removed from any touched digital print at any time. Still... only in time will trust about that be had. As I mentioned, I will be taking pictures in black in white. Though, from what I have read and heard to this point, if taken in RAW, black and white is merely a presentation. The RAW file itself will still have color, it just needs to be brought out in post process, though perhaps even on the camera.
No dreams lately. Pushing days and nights either enhances dreaming or shuts it down. The latter this time. Medicine is back on track. I think the little discomfort I have is due to medicine bounces. Now if I can just keep up with it I should see my way through. Bleh. Oh, I do try children. Hmm... on to a bit of coffee and waking, then perhaps a load of dishes and a shower. And then to gather laundry for when I return. Don't want to put a load in, not knowing how long I will be and with the great potential of forgetting it in the washer. All good. Later.
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