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Cake day: January 13th, 2024

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  • I had so much fun cracking open my Surface Duo 2 phone to fix the hinges. I literally cracked the glass shell and had to get a laminate skin to hold the glass together. I ended up getting another phone after I broke the hinges and couldn’t find someone to repair it quickly, so now I just use it as a very fancy mini-tablet. I’m so pissed they killed the platform because I adore the 2 separate screens that can run apps side-by-side and the fact that my Surface pen works on it flawlessly.

    I don’t know why I keep trusting Microsoft to keep supporting good platforms, but here I am with multiple Zunes (someone else gave me their old one when they got an iPhone), and a Surface Duo 2 phone…



  • I wish they were more repairable. I have a Surface Pro 8 that serves my needs quite well and I was able to upgrade the SSD to a TB from the 256GB it came with, but I had to do some shenanigans with power settings and whatnot because the only SSD I could find was technically only compatible with the Surface Pro 9 and newer. But it works now and it has been a very good machine for getting through medical school. An iPad would not have met my needs and as much as I hate to admit it, having my Surface and my desktop terminal linked through OneDrive has actually been very helpful.

    Full disclosure, I am one of those nerds that bought and used a Surface Duo 2 phone until I broke the hinge by dropping it wrong. I did eventually crack it open to mostly fix the hinges, but shattered the glass in the process. I fixed that with 2 layers of laminate sticker things after assembling the shards back onto the phone.




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    4 months ago

    The age group of children that gets put on leashes doesn’t have the brain development to feel shame or humiliation. Their brains have literally not developed the cortex that does that yet.

    From the age of about 2 to 4, my Dad made a harness out of climbing webbing for me and clipped the leash to a carabineer on his belt when we were out and about. We were constantly going to places like Haight St in San Francisco and hiking on the sea cliffs in Santa Cruz. I 100% would have gotten myself killed without that leash because I was very curious about the fishies in the ocean at the bottom of that 50-100ft high cliff, and my Dad was wrangling me and my sibling by himself while Mom was at work.

    I’m pretty sure there’s a picture somewhere of me leaning over a cliff being held back by the leash because I was a rambunctious little gremlin that was about 20 years off from having a fully developed frontal lobe. And I want to find that picture and share it with my friends because I think it’s hilarious.