I want to write about positive things in my life. I want to write about exciting things only days away. I want to write about all the good things, but honestly I’ve used writing as a coping mechanism for so long that I don’t think it’s possible for me to write down anything other than what’s currently troubling me at any given moment. It sucks, but it could be worse. At least I have a coping mechanism.

Man, kids say the darnedest things. Like, you can’t stop a kid from talking endlessly about virtually anything they encounter on a daily basis. I guess it’s not really anything to give a second thought to, but I guess it would give someone pause if they’re not doing what they’re supposed to be doing.

I really need these four days off. Not gonna lie. Things feel like they’re ramping up really quickly and I haven’t even started the new role yet. Though I do admit that it’s really nice to leave behind some of what had grown to become a “staple” in life. Some of the work and these companies I’ve primarily supported have become fixtures in my life, and it’s really time to move on. Not just me, but for all of us collectively.

I can’t wait for the four day weekend. I really need some time to de-stress and just relax a bit. Things have been pretty crazy lately. My wife and I, we’ve been pretty busy. It seems like we’re going to have to give ourselves a time out here shortly. I think the four day weekend will be a decent time out for me.

Man, I really have fallen off on writing. I go through periods where I can find neither the motivation nor the inspiration to write. It always seems like such an insurmountable wall whenever that happens. I can never quite break through. I just typically have to wait it out.

The borderline ex is being an asshole again. She’s been manipulating our son and trying to get him to “keep secrets” because she knows she’s a half-ass mother. She’s also getting called out on it and now being an asshole publicly about my wife. This from someone whose gut is so large she can’t keep her navel clean enough to stop it from weeping with infection. This from someone who had her tongue split. This from someone who has fucking face tattoos, for Christ sakes. Jesus Christ. Why are borderlines like this?

I don’t like when projects land in my lap that go through a full gamut of emotions in the span of one or two days. From elation to terror to absolute despair, then full circle once more for good measure, in forty-eight hours- This is less than optimal. It’s also incredibly telling that these people who are trying to tell me how difficult or easy my job of contributing will be have no real clue about what I’m bringing to the table. I can’t tell if they’re over or underestimating me at this point, but I’ve raised some serious doubts, only to have other members from other teams and other companies that are a party to the nonsense raise similar concerns. Now they’re suddenly quite reflexive in anticipating all of these things I’ve already broached on the outset.

So the first thing you do is a git clone https://github.com/comfyanonymous/ComfyUI. Then cd ComfyUI/custom_nodes. Then issue git clone https://github.com/ltdrdata/ComfyUI-Manager. Last thing to do, navigate to ComfyUI again and issue pip install -r requirements.txt. So I’m skipping some of the PyTorch stuff and that’s important and all, but this is just a real condensed summary that you’re going to have to fill the gaps of. Sorry. I might be too stoned to do a proper doc on it, but it’ll get you pointed in the right direction.

I do recommend everyone take a look at the Ruby Franke documentary on Hulu. It’s something I wrote about a while ago. It’s not surprising, the horrors uncovered. I hope Ruby Franke and Jodi Hildebrandt are ruined for the rest of their lives, if they don’t get to rot in a cell for the rest of their lives. These fucking Mormons are awful. Fuck them.