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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
Claire Keane
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@thetackboard
Not to be a bougie bitch on main, but pre check and lounge access have really made my travel experiences better, and the increased frequency of traveling for work is not terrible (yet). A morning lounge stop before my flight gets me both breakfast and a take away lunch. Saving that per diem for dinner, ya know? And the lounge food is pretty top notch. Lucky lucky lucky
A once-in-a-lifetime shot — the moon perfectly framed by a rainbow. Caught at just the right time. 🌈 🌕
Happy pride to the moon
I had a thought the other day that I haven't fully fleshed out. I ran it by my friends while hiking and they thought it was interesting, but didn't quite pull it together either.
I heard a comedian's intro to a bit recently that basically said that the news isn't news anymore - there's little content and it's a lot of people's reactions to what Is news or content. I think it's largely true and I have been feeling this for a long time. Half the algorithm is "watch this person react to... X", "this person did Something and you won't believe what happened next", along with the category of "content" that's full of mean spirited or poorly conceived "jokes" for clicks. Remixes of people reacting to other people's posts about.. whatever. I'm over it. I genuinely don't care what anyone else's thoughts or reactions are to things and I'm sick of it cluttering everything up.
The prevalence and popularity of watching-people-react-to-things feels like porn to me. It's a little voyeuristic, it's a lot of engaging with or getting pleasure from observing those emotions without participating in the actual action. It's not informative. It's not genuine content in any meaningful way, narrative or otherwise.
This, at a time when society is increasingly censoring porn and porn adjacent media, categorically. This, when the general social landscape is becoming increasingly puritanical and squeamish with anything remotely sexual.
This is where I have lost the tie-in, and maybe there isn't one. It just feels like there should be, to me.
I was at work after 5 today and one of the principals (? I believe) came around and asked, what are you still doing here, go home! I explained that I was in a groove and wanted to ride it out, so he took that as an invitation to sit next to me to see what I was working on.
I don't mind explaining it, and it's often nice to have a second set of eyes and another opinion. After I talked through what I had done, he got thoughtful and was like, well I don't want to tell you how to do your job, but do you mind if I give an opinion? Absolutely, let's hear it.
And he pulls out his phone and starts to look something up, muttering what he's looking for, and shows me.
My friends, it was my project that I won all the awards for. He pulled it up to show me, as an example of something that stuck in his head that he thought was incredible design.
I'm floored.
This is some kind of making it, when someone who doesn't know you shows you your work as an example of something they love, no? I barely kept it together. I'm feeling sideways.
The image that popped up in the rotating picture backgrounds today is almost from the building I worked in in NYC and honestly that kinda hurts for a number of reasons right now
Feeling like the fact that any ego I had was violently forced out of me for four years really did me a disservice in terms of career progression
"... it'll be different for you anyway, because you're something of a unicorn here. I'd guess that's maybe something you're used to though"
- my in-office supervisor, reading me out loud to the group
The first one this year ❤️
"... And I saw something about a house? Did you guys buy a house? If so. Congratulations. If not, perhaps it's haunted, which can be its own kind of small joy, no?"
- written missives from a distant friend, whom I sincerely appreciate
Maybe we could have a second, bonus Memorial Day for people we wish were dead
I hit my head moving something out of the shed earlier in the week and I didn't hit it that hard, but apparently hard enough, and my brain hasn't been great since. This has been not only super frustrating but also really demoralizing to feel like any progress I've been granted was almost entirely wiped out.
Also struggling with being the new person in a very large office, and feeling isolated. So, I'm sad.
And it's okay
The address of my new project has the same street name as the apartment we just moved out of. It's not an entirely uncommon name, but it's not like, Main Street.
Additionally, the architect that is running this project has the same last name as my mom's family, just spelled phonetically. Again, not entirely uncommon but also.
M says the matrix is getting lazy
