I woke up several times this morning, each time with a worse headache and backache. I know the cause of the latter: a lot of walking in heavy boots, the contortions necessary to install a plumber's nightmare of waveguide in a very tight space and lifting a massive old spectrum analyzer in and out of a, h'mm, lets call it box truck that contains a Ku-band transmitter, 'cos the real Hidden Frontier truth is just too classified to reveal.
All that aside, I am just now vertical, hurting and so photophobic I'm typing in the dark. It's a beautiful, sunny day out there and it hurts to peer at it through sunglasses, squinting. Ow. Ow, ow ow.
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