I am, as of this moment, officially looking for a job. The last straw just fell very heavily on this camel.

If anybody is looking for a senior rails developer.. I'm currently the 'Software Architect' at a financial services firm. Give me a ping.

who knows things about battery charging circuits and power supplies and such? I'm designing my own cyberdeck, and have a specific _functional_ design in mind for the power system, but don't have enough practical experience to do the electrical design.

“design patterns” are concepts used by people who can’t learn by any method except memorization, so in place of actual programming ability, they memorize “patterns” and throw each one in sequence at a problem until it works

— Dark_Shikari

when the boss tells us to deprioritize fixing tech debt "so we can ship more product features"

The question now, of course, is what do I do with this spare iPhone X?

It doesn't make any sense to me that the iPhone upgrade program requires you to use one of the four major carriers. I use Fi. Why won't you let me upgrade?

Ah well, just means I'll shortly have a spare iPhone X.

Sitting around at the hair dresser waiting for the bleach to work, trying to write code via my phone. Finding it's difficult to debug other people's tools via a tiny little terminal window.

Newer stuff is easier. I bought a bunch of different domains for convivius while I was trying to decide on a name. Now that I have, I've set all the alternates not to renew.

I admit I'm a bit of a domain hoarder. I really don't like to let domains go once I've bought them, even years after I've accepted I'm never going to implement the sites I bought them for.

And the ones for my old house.. I don't have any idea what to do with them, but I can't bring myself to give them up.

Lost a bead off one of my new earrings. Didn't notice until after noon, so it could be anywhere. Checked the bed on the assumption it came off in my sleep, but no joy. Taking them out for now. Le sigh.

I feel like I should throw a big party for my 42nd Earthday, like I did for my 16th Martian; but right now the thought of trying to organize one, much less pay for it, makes me want to go live in a cave.

The crow dances. The crow cowers. The crow howls with sorrow because it knows the memory that it will never have.

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