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Woe #1: In sex toy news, Zelda – cleaned up Griselda – isn't quite cleaned up enough. She works fine, but she has enough small, alarming-looking artifacts, including one at the very tip, that I wouldn't feel comfortable asking anyone else to try a copy. Edited to add: it says something about the precision of 3D-printing that I saw the artifacts on the physical object before I could find them on a screen.
So, I fired up Blender. The broken-up mesh had a few patches of much denser vertices corresponding to the artifacts, so I did a merge, busted the mesh up again, and did more smoothing. I think we're good now, so I've sent it off to the fabrication shop, which is sending me a t-shirt for being such a good customer. Meh, it'll be better to do market research after the holidays anyway: people will be home with less to do.
Anti-woe: This time last year I had no sex toys that worked for me. I now have three at the very least. If you count Blanca II, which works if not for frequent use, and the three sisters of Clara that I haven't tried, I have seven. I'm kind of wondering what to do with the rest of my sex toys. The Tickler says I should hold onto the (large, expensive) Sybian in case I throw That Kind Of Party, which isn't inconceivable.
Woe #2: I'm wearing head to toe black stretch velvet now because it was below freezing this morning. I'm supremely pettable, but there's no one around to pet me. Le sigh.
Woe #3: Speaking of the cold, simultaneous numb toes and boob sweat shouldn't be possible, but they are. Tomorrow morning there will be more socks during my bike ride.
So, I fired up Blender. The broken-up mesh had a few patches of much denser vertices corresponding to the artifacts, so I did a merge, busted the mesh up again, and did more smoothing. I think we're good now, so I've sent it off to the fabrication shop, which is sending me a t-shirt for being such a good customer. Meh, it'll be better to do market research after the holidays anyway: people will be home with less to do.
Anti-woe: This time last year I had no sex toys that worked for me. I now have three at the very least. If you count Blanca II, which works if not for frequent use, and the three sisters of Clara that I haven't tried, I have seven. I'm kind of wondering what to do with the rest of my sex toys. The Tickler says I should hold onto the (large, expensive) Sybian in case I throw That Kind Of Party, which isn't inconceivable.
Woe #2: I'm wearing head to toe black stretch velvet now because it was below freezing this morning. I'm supremely pettable, but there's no one around to pet me. Le sigh.
Woe #3: Speaking of the cold, simultaneous numb toes and boob sweat shouldn't be possible, but they are. Tomorrow morning there will be more socks during my bike ride.
