Upgrade anxiety.

Well, I was going to order ye olde iPhone 11 from my wireless provider this week, and then I saw a MacRumors post reporting on the latest iPhone 12 rumors.1

I know I should be able to look past something that’s not going to be on the market for another nine months, but sakes alive, I’ve forgotten what it means to be in the tick-tock product cycle that Apple has been in for the longest time.

For context, I have an iPhone 7 Plus with a battery that should be replaced. I would have already done this, but my screen has a nice-sized crack in it, running from slightly left of the center bottom edge to the volume rocker on the upper left edge of the unit. It otherwise functions normally, aside from the odd barcode being a pain to scan from time to time thanks to an abnormal crack running through any given representation of the binary language.

Sadly, the damage excludes my device from being serviced officially, unless I replace the glass front of my screen.

And so, after holding out for as long as I could bear with the battery, I decided that I was going to take advantage of my carrier’s interest-free financing of a new iPhone 11. I haven’t been a fan of being beholden under contract to a carrier for awhile, but I can’t really see anything wrong with this payment plan–especially when I can pay the whole balance off at any time without a penalty.

Of course, Apple offers a similar plan, but I feel even more like I’m leasing a device in that case, instead of owning a device.

Maybe I’ll just get over it and commit to getting a new device.

Here’s to hoping I remember to buy a case for it.

31 December 2019

It’s been quite the year. For esports. And for me. Potentially the lowest I’ve been in quite a long while, since Dad died. Since I gave Mom away to Ray. My anxiety is at its highest levels that I’ve ever felt. A lot of that rests on me.

I used to write a lot. Every day. In notebooks with a fountain pen, I kept notes on anything I wanted to. Before I was let go at Feedback, I bought a Techo planner that I was going to make a grid for. It worked for a week. Then I was let go.

I’m finally going to use this as a means to restart that habit. The longer I keep this up, maybe the longer I can keep my sanity. It’d be nice to think that I can keep something in my head.

I’ll update my blog over the next few weeks to bring it kicking and screaming into the modern times—secure and decently clean enough to maintain some sort of presence. Maybe even move from tweeting to blogging again? Sure would be nice. Wouldn’t it?

Samson says “hi,” too.

Back at it again.

I can’t handle Medium anymore. I like the ideas behind it, but I’m just not sure it’s an ideal situation for a personal blog moving forward. I want better control over shorter posts. I don’t want to be guilt-tripped into added x amount of words in order to trip the secret sauce formula in order to get views.

I just want a place to write.

Yeah, this place doesn’t have an SSL cert. I’ll fix that in due time. Also, I’ll be archiving my lowercase esports posts over here and reposting them under my name.

I’ll add more here, soon.