Come see us on tour.
My sister and I were having a moment and she made the above remark about our cousin's hip, and I added the part about it being the name of my band and we're probably going to hell.
Anyway.
There was a moment at work today where we discovered some deep dark magicks written before the modren-era memories and from before I worked for my company because there were all these references in the database to things none of us ever heard of. And my boss remembered because he used to work for one of our clients, and recalled a thing. A suite of things. And they all had names. And one rang a bell for him and he went to the Way Back Machine and found it on his super old version of his website.
We were all in awe.
Sometimes there is a wizard, and we suddenly have the knowledge and power we need.
It was a shining moment. A real breakthrough. And we can safely delete all the shit this thing references and never speak of it again.
Done, and dusted.
Part of the joy of my job, you can say. I often want to delete or flush or get rid of things that I feel are remnants of the Olden Works and others say "no no no we should just migrate it over."
But the database is 50million lines long. no. Flush some shit.
My experience with the hoarding aunt and my own recent move point to a Marie Kondo this database philosophy. Do not bring it if it does not spark joy, my friends.
The entire afternoon was wide open for me so I hit the treadmill at 12:15, grabbed a shower. My standing 1pm meeting... sigh. We keep canceling it. My colleague forgets or their mom calls, or they are working on a slide deck, or. Or. Or.
So with that canceled I reached out to my 2pm to see if she wanted to move up and I'm glad we did. There was a lot to cover, and we found some things I have to bring to the product team. I was incredibly thankful for her eyes and her "yeah, no. You are not losing your mind. That's messed up."
My 3pm was with a client, who was having a hard time with the Google suite of things. One product is used pretty much exclusively by all of our clients and it is a beast. It is hard to manage, and we technically don't support it because we didn't build it. But that leaves folks frustrated and sad. So I try hard to step in where I think I can fix a thing.
We got close. We had a good laugh. And on Monday there is more to refine with it. But we did get close.
Doug and I took Toffee to the dog park, I didn't feel well, was hot and sweaty, and it was weird. Low blood sugar? maybe. But before we left I had a snack and by the time we got back I felt much better. We met a black lab mix and her name is Magic. She reminded me a lot of Dahlia, and the two dogs played together so nicely. It was wonderful. Magic was very good at prancing. Another dog came, her name is Luna and she is an 11 year old German Shepherd. She didn't play much but did engage in some running. And barked at Toffee and Magic when they were wrasslin.
I wanted so desperately to get a haircut but after dinner, it was dark, and I do not like driving around in the dark. Maybe I'll get up early? Maybe? Who knows.
Off to Richmond tomorrow. Geoff is on Toffee Duty. Thankful that he is here to mind her. Thankful for my housemates! ha.
Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Two walks. Treadmill for 17 min/1.09 mi. Toffee walk, round trip to dog park; .52 mile in, and the long way home of .78. 11k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
7am: 93
4:30pm: 101
10:30pm: 163
food & meds:
7am: jardiance (waiting on phentermine)
10:30am: breakfast burrito: One regular carb fajita wrap w/ 2 eggs scrambled, 4 slices of crumbled bacon, some goat cheese, sauteed onions & wilted greens, and a bit of shredded cheddar
1pm: met+glip
5pm: hummus + crackers snack
6:30pm: cheese tortellini w/hot italian sausages, and red sauce
vodka+diet tonic
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