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brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-09 06:42 pm
brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-09 06:42 pmEntry tags:
I have done a thing!
Probably none of this will make any sense to people, but I'm super proud of myself, so I'm gonna write about it. This is kinda a follow up post to the one I made about a week ago, so maybe go read that one for background?
Our new Helm Maintainers group has been really cranking. To date we have:
* Closed 47 pull requests as already fixed, duplicates, or no longer needed.
* Actually reviewed, updated, and merged 11 pull requests.
Our automation is supposed to release the updated Helm charts once a week, but since the developers weren’t getting around to doing code reviews, we weren’t having any updates, so the guy who set up our automation turned off the weekly releases. Which I kinda suspected after I looked at all the workflows and saw that they hadn’t been triggered in two months. So when out weekly team meeting ended early on Tuesday, I messaged him right after the call ended and asked, since we had twenty minutes free, if he could talk me through the workflows. Because there were five different workflows with “helm” in the name, and I wanted to understand which ones did what.
He talked me through all of them. And I took notes. And after I got off the call with him, I wrote up my notes in a Google Doc and shared it with the two Developer Advocates that I’m working with. Because I’m a technical writer, it’s what I do. And also, we shouldn’t be in a situation where only one guy knows how all this works. Then I was going to knock off for the day. But I’m promised myself (and posted on the Community Slack) that I’d make sure we got a release out on Tuesday. So I pushed the button. And instead of generating a new PR, it updated an existing PR that I didn’t realize was still hanging around (I’d closed a bunch of that were at least two months old). I pinged the developer and he said that was expected behavior. Then I was going to wait until this morning to merge the PR. But I wanted to push the button.
So Reader, I pushed the button.
I could see immediately that the Helm Chart version was updated in our repository. But one of the workflows was to publish the chart to another repo and to the ArtifactHub, which is where people download them from. And I didn’t see it published, even after I cleared my browser cache. I had dinner, checked back, still didn’t see it. Then, when I was really ready to finally shut down for the night and stop watching, the chart in ArtifactHub finally updated.
So I did a thing. Because we hadn’t run the workflows in two months, I wasn’t sure if they were going to work or not (we had a security incident back at the end of April and had to replace all our authorization tokens and I keep finding workflows that we missed, because we haven’t used them since then). But everything worked, just the way it was supposed to. And I published a new set of Helm Charts. Whoo hoo!
Our new Helm Maintainers group has been really cranking. To date we have:
* Closed 47 pull requests as already fixed, duplicates, or no longer needed.
* Actually reviewed, updated, and merged 11 pull requests.
Our automation is supposed to release the updated Helm charts once a week, but since the developers weren’t getting around to doing code reviews, we weren’t having any updates, so the guy who set up our automation turned off the weekly releases. Which I kinda suspected after I looked at all the workflows and saw that they hadn’t been triggered in two months. So when out weekly team meeting ended early on Tuesday, I messaged him right after the call ended and asked, since we had twenty minutes free, if he could talk me through the workflows. Because there were five different workflows with “helm” in the name, and I wanted to understand which ones did what.
He talked me through all of them. And I took notes. And after I got off the call with him, I wrote up my notes in a Google Doc and shared it with the two Developer Advocates that I’m working with. Because I’m a technical writer, it’s what I do. And also, we shouldn’t be in a situation where only one guy knows how all this works. Then I was going to knock off for the day. But I’m promised myself (and posted on the Community Slack) that I’d make sure we got a release out on Tuesday. So I pushed the button. And instead of generating a new PR, it updated an existing PR that I didn’t realize was still hanging around (I’d closed a bunch of that were at least two months old). I pinged the developer and he said that was expected behavior. Then I was going to wait until this morning to merge the PR. But I wanted to push the button.
So Reader, I pushed the button.
I could see immediately that the Helm Chart version was updated in our repository. But one of the workflows was to publish the chart to another repo and to the ArtifactHub, which is where people download them from. And I didn’t see it published, even after I cleared my browser cache. I had dinner, checked back, still didn’t see it. Then, when I was really ready to finally shut down for the night and stop watching, the chart in ArtifactHub finally updated.
So I did a thing. Because we hadn’t run the workflows in two months, I wasn’t sure if they were going to work or not (we had a security incident back at the end of April and had to replace all our authorization tokens and I keep finding workflows that we missed, because we haven’t used them since then). But everything worked, just the way it was supposed to. And I published a new set of Helm Charts. Whoo hoo!
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jon_chaisson (jon_chaisson) wrote2025-07-09 03:42 pm
jon_chaisson) wrote2025-07-09 03:42 pm
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Unbalanced?
Lately I've been feeling, well...not distracted, but not necessarily overwhelmed either. Despite all the political fuckery going on (and boy howdy do I have thoughts on that), I've been trying my best to approach all that in a different way. It certainly does bother me, and not a day goes by when I don't mutter some version of goddamn I really fucking hate conservatives right now under my breath, but I'm trying to get out of a very longstanding and extremely unhealthy habit of emotionally reacting to it with undirected dread and anxiety. I'm accepting that it's there and it's happening, I'm just trying not to spiral like I used to.
But it's not really all that, either. Part of it might be that I'm still getting used to living in our New Digs and getting used to not being at the old place anymore, but I think most of it lately has been on the creative end of things.
It's not that I don't want to work on this Trilogy Remaster -- I've been wanting to do it for a good couple of years, to be honest -- but more that I feel like I haven't been completely honest with my writing career these last few years. Like I could -- like I should be dedicating more time and energy to it than I have. Granted, I'm getting older and I can't really stay up until 2am doing five hour marathon sessions like I used to, especially since I have early morning Day Job hours. But I just feel like it's been ages since I've taken it as seriously as I used to. Phoning it in sometimes, doing the bare minimum, throwing my books out there with zero follow-up.
So what's the plan, then?
That's a good question indeed. The plan is something I think I'll need to work on over the next few weeks or so.
But it's not really all that, either. Part of it might be that I'm still getting used to living in our New Digs and getting used to not being at the old place anymore, but I think most of it lately has been on the creative end of things.
It's not that I don't want to work on this Trilogy Remaster -- I've been wanting to do it for a good couple of years, to be honest -- but more that I feel like I haven't been completely honest with my writing career these last few years. Like I could -- like I should be dedicating more time and energy to it than I have. Granted, I'm getting older and I can't really stay up until 2am doing five hour marathon sessions like I used to, especially since I have early morning Day Job hours. But I just feel like it's been ages since I've taken it as seriously as I used to. Phoning it in sometimes, doing the bare minimum, throwing my books out there with zero follow-up.
So what's the plan, then?
That's a good question indeed. The plan is something I think I'll need to work on over the next few weeks or so.
brickhousewench (brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-09 06:38 pm
brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-09 06:38 pmEntry tags:
WTF Wednesday - Home Owners Association fees
https://www.businessinsider.com/baby-boomer-hoa-homeowners-association-fees-downsizing-retirement-home-sales-2025-3
Older homeowners tell Business Insider that steep HOA fees are making it harder to downsize.
The average HOA fee has soared 42% since 2019, worsening housing affordability.
And a growing number of US homes are governed by HOAs.
Like many older homeowners, [Patrick Luzzi would] like to downsize to a single-story home that he can comfortably age in. But after nearly two years of searching for a suitable condo in his home county of Westchester, he's not sure he can afford to.
Luzzi looked into a condo complex in the town of Somers, New York, about 40 minutes north of him, but was discouraged to find that the HOA fees run between $1,600 and $2,000 a month, he said.
According to the US Census Bureau, the average HOA fee in the US was $243 a month in 2023. That's 42% higher than the average HOA fee in 2019, which was $170.
$2000 a month? WTF? My condo fees currently stand at $521 a month, but that’s not just paying for the dumpster, landscaping, and snow removal. We also have a pool (that I have never used). And our gas heat (and cooking) is included in the monthly fee. I’d think it was outrageous if our heat wasn’t included.
Older homeowners tell Business Insider that steep HOA fees are making it harder to downsize.
The average HOA fee has soared 42% since 2019, worsening housing affordability.
And a growing number of US homes are governed by HOAs.
Like many older homeowners, [Patrick Luzzi would] like to downsize to a single-story home that he can comfortably age in. But after nearly two years of searching for a suitable condo in his home county of Westchester, he's not sure he can afford to.
Luzzi looked into a condo complex in the town of Somers, New York, about 40 minutes north of him, but was discouraged to find that the HOA fees run between $1,600 and $2,000 a month, he said.
According to the US Census Bureau, the average HOA fee in the US was $243 a month in 2023. That's 42% higher than the average HOA fee in 2019, which was $170.
$2000 a month? WTF? My condo fees currently stand at $521 a month, but that’s not just paying for the dumpster, landscaping, and snow removal. We also have a pool (that I have never used). And our gas heat (and cooking) is included in the monthly fee. I’d think it was outrageous if our heat wasn’t included.
magid (magid) wrote2025-07-09 06:13 pm
magid) wrote2025-07-09 06:13 pmEntry tags:
Farm share, week 5
- 2 pounds of beets (I chose all red ones, no Chioggia)
- 4 bunches of scallions
- 12 pickling cucumber (I chose small ones)
- 8 zucchini/summer squash (I chose large-ish ones, and all zucchini, some green and some gold)
- 2 heads of green cabbage
- 2 large bunches of Bright Lights Swiss chard
- 2 enormous heads of frilly red-leaf lettuce
- 1 pound frisée
- 2 bunches of cilantro (swapped for another cabbage and another bunch of chard, given the options in the swap box)
- 8 heads of new garlic
First thoughts: I have no idea what to do with the frisée: I know it’s bitter, enough that I don’t know that I’d like it in salad, and braising can work for heads, but this is loose, so any favorite uses would be welcome. Cabbage slaw with scallions. Cucumber salad (get avocado?). Green salad with cucumbers and scallions, maybe roasted beets, possibly tuna. Start a batch of torshi seer (Persian 7-year garlic pickles). Roasted zucchini.
cupcake_goth (cupcake_goth) wrote2025-07-09 03:06 pm
cupcake_goth) wrote2025-07-09 03:06 pmBuy yourself the motivation
Remember how I said the Wegovy has cut down on the impulse shopping noise in my brain? It still has, but when a bunch of things on my "to buy someday Real Soon Now" all have sales over the 4th of July weekend? Yeah, I spent a lot of money. But this means that a dress, jacket, pendant, and art book were less than they had been, so yay?
... and this will certainly keep me from buying ALL THE MERCH at the MCR concert. Yes, it will.
:: shifty eyes ::
... and this will certainly keep me from buying ALL THE MERCH at the MCR concert. Yes, it will.
:: shifty eyes ::
Redbird (redbird) wrote2025-07-09 01:27 pm
redbird) wrote2025-07-09 01:27 pmEntry tags:
new horizons in stupid error messages
I talked to someone at Amalgamated Bank this morning, who told me what I would need to do to take my mother's name off a joint account, then suggested that I set up online banking and then transfer the money to my account at another bank. Setting up online banking on their website was straightforward, and then it popped up a verification step involving sending a text to a cell phone associated with the account. Entirely reasonable, but my phone number isn't on the account.
I called back, and talked to another helpful person. She told me how to add the number: send her an email with "attn: Cheryl" as the subject line, giving them my current phone number and attaching a copy of my ID. I did that, and got an "undeliverable" message from Postmaster@[bank], saying I wasn't authorized to relay messages through the server. So I called back, again, and spoke to someone who told me that oh, yes, it does that, but it does deliver the messages. I got her to check, and they had received my email, but Why?
This still feels like significantly less hassle than sending them a copy of my ID, and an original death certificate. That has to be done by paper mail, not email, because they want an "original" death certificate, which she promised they'd return. (At the moment, those originals are in either New Orleans or London, I'm in Boston, and my brother is on vacation in Ireland.)
I called back, and talked to another helpful person. She told me how to add the number: send her an email with "attn: Cheryl" as the subject line, giving them my current phone number and attaching a copy of my ID. I did that, and got an "undeliverable" message from Postmaster@[bank], saying I wasn't authorized to relay messages through the server. So I called back, again, and spoke to someone who told me that oh, yes, it does that, but it does deliver the messages. I got her to check, and they had received my email, but Why?
This still feels like significantly less hassle than sending them a copy of my ID, and an original death certificate. That has to be done by paper mail, not email, because they want an "original" death certificate, which she promised they'd return. (At the moment, those originals are in either New Orleans or London, I'm in Boston, and my brother is on vacation in Ireland.)
nosrednayduj (nosrednayduj) wrote2025-07-09 12:08 am
nosrednayduj) wrote2025-07-09 12:08 amTrip report, pt. 2
Today's adventure was visiting friends and family: an old friend of my mom's, who lives in one of those all-inclusive retirement/assisted living communities in Marin County, and my stepfather's great-granddaughter, who is also estranged from the family, though for completely different reasons. She's the same age as my kids, and kind of got handed a tough lot in life by being born to a flaky teenage mother. Eventually she got raised by her grandmother (the ex of one of my stepfather's sons), which was a better choice, and she seems to be turning out really well. Unfortunately, her grandmother (who is only a little older than me) had a stroke recently. We visited her in the facility that she's in. She is, understandably, worried about her future and her chances for recovery and returning home, which the granddaughter says are not good. She needs too much care to be at home, and there's really only the granddaughter to help. I've been helping them a little financially, and they seem to be okay, but I'm worried about what's going to happen when the Medicaid cuts go on.
In the "nobody knows how bad the big horrible bill is" department, I told my mom's friend that Ken's funding had been cut by NSF, and he wasn't sure what was going to happen, especially to his graduate students, she was like "but they were only going to cut fluff" and I said "oh they cut a lot more than just fluff" which seemed to be news to her. She probably voted for Trump.
On the way back from Marin, I stopped in San Francisco at the beach, dipped my toes in, and watched surfers. It was lovely, even though chilly.
In the "nobody knows how bad the big horrible bill is" department, I told my mom's friend that Ken's funding had been cut by NSF, and he wasn't sure what was going to happen, especially to his graduate students, she was like "but they were only going to cut fluff" and I said "oh they cut a lot more than just fluff" which seemed to be news to her. She probably voted for Trump.
On the way back from Marin, I stopped in San Francisco at the beach, dipped my toes in, and watched surfers. It was lovely, even though chilly.
cupcake_goth (cupcake_goth) wrote2025-07-08 02:25 pm
cupcake_goth) wrote2025-07-08 02:25 pmBetrayed by deliciousness
On Sunday night I ordered pork spring rolls from my favorite place with the idea of having one for dinner, and one for lunch the following day. As I was taking the second bite of my dinner, the Stroppy One turned to me and said that it had way more garlic than usual. He was right, because as he was saying that, I noticed my mouth and lips were burning and felt like welts were rising. I got a refund from DoorDash, and gave the Madwoman in the Attic the second spring roll. Sooooo apparently I'm even more sensitive to garlic than I thought, and I'm really mad about it.
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My Chemical Romance alert! There's a post on Tumblr that's about the runup to the show with details being constantly added. Apparently setup for the concert has already started, which is unusual. I wonder if that's why there's more time between concert dates; I'd assumed it was because the band finally learned they need to rest between shows, but maybe not. The band has been hinting on social media that these concerts are "so much more than just playing The Black Parade". Needless to say, the fandom has collectively been losing our minds.
(THE CONCERT IS THIS FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY!!!)
Yes, looking forward to this concert is one of the few things helping me cling to sanity right now.
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My Chemical Romance alert! There's a post on Tumblr that's about the runup to the show with details being constantly added. Apparently setup for the concert has already started, which is unusual. I wonder if that's why there's more time between concert dates; I'd assumed it was because the band finally learned they need to rest between shows, but maybe not. The band has been hinting on social media that these concerts are "so much more than just playing The Black Parade". Needless to say, the fandom has collectively been losing our minds.
(THE CONCERT IS THIS FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY!!!)
Yes, looking forward to this concert is one of the few things helping me cling to sanity right now.
brickhousewench (brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-08 01:28 pm
brickhousewench) wrote2025-07-08 01:28 pmIt's here!
My new vacuum just arrived! A day early!
I know what I'm doing after work.
ETA - And I worked late and ran out of steam. It might have to wait until the weekend. =(
I know what I'm doing after work.
ETA - And I worked late and ran out of steam. It might have to wait until the weekend. =(
rachelmanija (rachelmanija) wrote2025-07-08 10:05 am
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Elatsoe, by Darcie Little Badger
Ellie is a Lipan Apache teenager in a world where magic, vampires, ghosts, and so forth are known to be real. She’s inherited the family gift for raising ghosts, though she only raises animals; human ghosts always come back wrong, and she’s happy with the companionship of her beloved ghost dog Kirby, not to mention her pet ghost trilobite. But when her cousin, who supposedly died in a car crash, returns in a dream to tell her he was murdered, she finds that knowing who killed him isn’t as helpful as one might imagine…
Ellie’s cousin Trevor told her the name of his killer, Abe Allerton from Willowbee, but he didn’t know why or how he was killed. Ellie enlists her best friend, Jay, a cheerleader with just enough fairy blood to give him pointy ears and the ability to make small lights. More importantly, he’s good at research. They learn that Willowbee is in Texas, near the town where Trevor lived with his wife, Lenore, and their baby. Jay brings in help: his older sister’s fiancé, Al, who’s a vampire.
All of them, plus Ellie’s parents and a ghost mammoth belonging to her grandmother, play a part in the effort to solve the mystery of Trevor’s death and bring his murderer to justice. And so, in a sense, will a major character who’s long dead (and not a ghost) but who’s a big presence in Ellie’s life: Six-Grand, her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, the last person to have a gift as powerful as Ellie’s… and who vanished forever into the underworld.
I enjoyed this quite a bit. I mean, come on. GHOST TRILOBITE. GHOST MAMMOTH. It’s funny, it’s sweet, it’s heartfelt, it has lovely chapter heading illustrations, and it’s got some gorgeous imagery - I particularly loved a scene where the world transforms into an oceanic underworld, and Ellie sees a pod of whales swimming in the sky of a suburban neighborhood.
It's marketed as young adult and Ellie is seventeen, but the book feels younger (and so does Ellie.) I'd have no qualms handing it to an advanced nine-year-old reader, but it also appeals to adult me who misses the time when "urban fantasy" meant "our world, but with ghosts, elves, and so forth."
nosrednayduj (nosrednayduj) wrote2025-07-08 12:42 am
nosrednayduj) wrote2025-07-08 12:42 amtrip report
I went to the International Gay Square Dance Convention over Fourth of July weekend. They had over 800 attendees! Not all of them were gay; many were allies or some other form of queer. And many of them were excellent dancers (not all, but enough). And I had an awesome time. Next year's is in Montréal. I'm sad about the timing of this convention, because it interferes with seeing Fourth of July fireworks. (Third of July in my town.) I did not go see fireworks in San Francisco, because it would've been quite the trek, taking a bus up to pier 39. So instead, before I left I discovered that there were some July 2 fireworks near my house, but the place you viewed them from was an extremely well lit parking lot, which kind of washed them out. I took a couple of pictures but they are pretty lame. And next year's convention is July 1-5, so I don't know. Maybe there will be fireworks for Canada Day? (Maybe I should decide that fireworks are bad for the planet?)
San Francisco has gotten to be as expensive as New York! I was glad I had brought little instant oatmeal packets and an immersion heater; it torques me to pay $20 for breakfast.
Today I rented a car and drove down to San Jose to hang out with some people from work. That was fun, meeting people who I only ever seen over WebEx. I didn't actually do any work; there had been some thought that I would, but it didn't happen.
The car rental is kind of annoying; I had reserved an electric car, but when I got there "they are all being charged". I was like "okay, how fully charged are they? Because I don't need them to be 100% charged today". So the agent called back, but was told to call a different station, and nobody answered at that different station and we waited a little while, meanwhile he went ahead and completed the rental process for a gas car; I had said I wanted the smallest one possible, and I got a Nissan Versa, which isn't exactly tiny, and my guess is it will get the usual 30 mpg that pretty much every car gets these days. Anyway, at some point I decided to stop waiting, so I could proceed down to San Jose and have my lunch date. The agent had said "we are required to provide electric cars", which must mean there's some California law about that. But I guess they don't need to provide them in a timely fashion, or at the time that your reservation starts.
After I was done in San Jose, I drove back up to Millbrae for my next hotel reservation, and as I was passing signs for Page Mill Road in Palo Alto, I decided on a lark to drive up it, since that had been the access road to our house in Los Altos Hills. And then I continued up it and drove down Skyline Boulevard and looked at the view of the ocean and the bay from the crest. So I wasted some gas, because it wasn't exactly efficient, driving up a 2000 foot elevation gain. It's hard to believe that I used to bicycle up that hill. I don't know if I could do it today. 2000 feet gain in 11 miles.
Pretty, though, and I got to drive through some microclimate bits where there were tall pine trees that got good foggy watering and various other different vegetation things that must happen with different amounts of water, being a nice contrast from the brown hills dotted with live oaks.
Now that I am in a much cheaper accommodation, of course they provide free breakfast. And free Internet. (The convention had arranged for free Internet, but it's not the default in those expensive hotels.)
San Francisco has gotten to be as expensive as New York! I was glad I had brought little instant oatmeal packets and an immersion heater; it torques me to pay $20 for breakfast.
Today I rented a car and drove down to San Jose to hang out with some people from work. That was fun, meeting people who I only ever seen over WebEx. I didn't actually do any work; there had been some thought that I would, but it didn't happen.
The car rental is kind of annoying; I had reserved an electric car, but when I got there "they are all being charged". I was like "okay, how fully charged are they? Because I don't need them to be 100% charged today". So the agent called back, but was told to call a different station, and nobody answered at that different station and we waited a little while, meanwhile he went ahead and completed the rental process for a gas car; I had said I wanted the smallest one possible, and I got a Nissan Versa, which isn't exactly tiny, and my guess is it will get the usual 30 mpg that pretty much every car gets these days. Anyway, at some point I decided to stop waiting, so I could proceed down to San Jose and have my lunch date. The agent had said "we are required to provide electric cars", which must mean there's some California law about that. But I guess they don't need to provide them in a timely fashion, or at the time that your reservation starts.
After I was done in San Jose, I drove back up to Millbrae for my next hotel reservation, and as I was passing signs for Page Mill Road in Palo Alto, I decided on a lark to drive up it, since that had been the access road to our house in Los Altos Hills. And then I continued up it and drove down Skyline Boulevard and looked at the view of the ocean and the bay from the crest. So I wasted some gas, because it wasn't exactly efficient, driving up a 2000 foot elevation gain. It's hard to believe that I used to bicycle up that hill. I don't know if I could do it today. 2000 feet gain in 11 miles.
Pretty, though, and I got to drive through some microclimate bits where there were tall pine trees that got good foggy watering and various other different vegetation things that must happen with different amounts of water, being a nice contrast from the brown hills dotted with live oaks.
Now that I am in a much cheaper accommodation, of course they provide free breakfast. And free Internet. (The convention had arranged for free Internet, but it's not the default in those expensive hotels.)
cindy (tsuki_no_bara) wrote2025-07-08 12:35 am
tsuki_no_bara) wrote2025-07-08 12:35 am
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so hot. so, so hot.
oh my flist it is so hot out. *ghasp* if i didn't like my sleep so much i would've gone into work today for the a/c. but sleeeep.
so i've been here a week! and have unpacked more of the kitchen (dishes! mixing bowl! pots! misc utensils!) and the bedroom (jeans! t-shirts! the dress i forgot where i packed it!) and realized yesterday there's one more thing i don't miss about living with someone - i don't have to hear anyone rattling around the kitchen on a morning i want to sleep in. which is very exciting. i do have to unpack some more, tho. and, uh, i think i can hear my downstairs neighbor snoring. O.O i really, really hope he lives alone.
a thing i forgot about the tuesday when it was so hot i had to stay over at my sister's - we had a fire alarm at work. >.< i was on a 10a zoom meeting and suddenly alarms started going off everywhere and a recorded voice said basically GO DIRECTLY TO THE STAIRS AND OUTSIDE DO NOT PASS GO DO NOT COLLECT $200 and when no one else on the zoom had any reaction i just thought oh, so i'm the only one in today. but i went outside and stood in the shade for like ten minutes and then we all went back in. i can't remember what happened but it was something dumb.
anyway. comcast came on thursday so i now have wifi and tv! and have caught up on resident alien. :D i also had to run into harvard square to get my glasses fixed and coincidentally acquire ice cream. orange chocolate chip. DELISH.
for the fourth my sister and i went to a park sort of near her (we went there last year) for fireworks and, uh, ice cream. soft serve. it wasn't crowded when we got there but eventually it filled up and by the time it was dark enough for fireworks there were A LOT of people. fireworks were as usual quite fun and a little kid sitting behind us kept going "wow!" for a couple minutes and then their dad took over and it was INTENSELY cute. i do love a good local fireworks.
saturday i dicked around and went to home sense and home goods and target with my sister for house stuff (got new kitchen towels, did not get a kitchen timer because my stove does not have one, wtf) and then we went out for dinner and saw jurassic park rebirth which overall i think i enjoyed? the story is stupid but let's be honest, you don't watch jurassic movies for the story. you watch for the dinosaurs. and there were some frankly terrifying huge flying ones.
(there were A LOT of previews and most of them were for sequels or remakes except ick (no), bugonia (perhaps), and one battle after another (yes).)
and yesterday because it was hot i zoomed with the mothership, the sister, and cousin pb for iceland and now we are PREPARED. except i need to get a big suitcase because mine broke last year when i went to italy. i even started giving my faculty a heads-up at work and found some admins to look after them in case they need anything. woot.
after that i sat around, met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tamalinn and the tiny dog for ice cream because did i mention it was hot? came home, unpacked some, had dinner, watched andor. it's so good but at the same time i keep expecting people to die.
fifty years ago an exceptionally large time capsule was buried in nebraska. it included letters, photos, art, cassette tapes, and a chevy vega and it was opened on friday. folks traveled even from other states to find the stuff that they or their parents had buried. how cool is that? so cool.
so i've been here a week! and have unpacked more of the kitchen (dishes! mixing bowl! pots! misc utensils!) and the bedroom (jeans! t-shirts! the dress i forgot where i packed it!) and realized yesterday there's one more thing i don't miss about living with someone - i don't have to hear anyone rattling around the kitchen on a morning i want to sleep in. which is very exciting. i do have to unpack some more, tho. and, uh, i think i can hear my downstairs neighbor snoring. O.O i really, really hope he lives alone.
a thing i forgot about the tuesday when it was so hot i had to stay over at my sister's - we had a fire alarm at work. >.< i was on a 10a zoom meeting and suddenly alarms started going off everywhere and a recorded voice said basically GO DIRECTLY TO THE STAIRS AND OUTSIDE DO NOT PASS GO DO NOT COLLECT $200 and when no one else on the zoom had any reaction i just thought oh, so i'm the only one in today. but i went outside and stood in the shade for like ten minutes and then we all went back in. i can't remember what happened but it was something dumb.
anyway. comcast came on thursday so i now have wifi and tv! and have caught up on resident alien. :D i also had to run into harvard square to get my glasses fixed and coincidentally acquire ice cream. orange chocolate chip. DELISH.
for the fourth my sister and i went to a park sort of near her (we went there last year) for fireworks and, uh, ice cream. soft serve. it wasn't crowded when we got there but eventually it filled up and by the time it was dark enough for fireworks there were A LOT of people. fireworks were as usual quite fun and a little kid sitting behind us kept going "wow!" for a couple minutes and then their dad took over and it was INTENSELY cute. i do love a good local fireworks.
saturday i dicked around and went to home sense and home goods and target with my sister for house stuff (got new kitchen towels, did not get a kitchen timer because my stove does not have one, wtf) and then we went out for dinner and saw jurassic park rebirth which overall i think i enjoyed? the story is stupid but let's be honest, you don't watch jurassic movies for the story. you watch for the dinosaurs. and there were some frankly terrifying huge flying ones.
(there were A LOT of previews and most of them were for sequels or remakes except ick (no), bugonia (perhaps), and one battle after another (yes).)
and yesterday because it was hot i zoomed with the mothership, the sister, and cousin pb for iceland and now we are PREPARED. except i need to get a big suitcase because mine broke last year when i went to italy. i even started giving my faculty a heads-up at work and found some admins to look after them in case they need anything. woot.
after that i sat around, met
tamalinn and the tiny dog for ice cream because did i mention it was hot? came home, unpacked some, had dinner, watched andor. it's so good but at the same time i keep expecting people to die.fifty years ago an exceptionally large time capsule was buried in nebraska. it included letters, photos, art, cassette tapes, and a chevy vega and it was opened on friday. folks traveled even from other states to find the stuff that they or their parents had buried. how cool is that? so cool.
QC RSS (questionable_content_feed) wrote2025-07-07 09:41 pm
questionable_content_feed) wrote2025-07-07 09:41 pmDo The Right Thing
Roko don't do it!!!!!