reflection

a theme ran through last night's dreams - i'd returned to israel to discover that a bunch of coworkers from my tech support days and fellow students had been involved in producing a zombie movie, and it was a pretty good zombie movie.

this past week has been laser-focused on work and my side-project, with very little space for exercise or fun.

side project: as much progress as i've been making, i discovered yesterday that i've only been testing with the ios emulator and for some reason my android phones are not behaving the same - but in ways that are thoroughly inexplicable. i'm a bit stressed about that because i basically have a hard deadline of monday to get the current state (plus additional functionality) out the door...

paid work: my manager has left for parental leave a couple of days earlier than anticipated, i feel like he's left us well-prepared. one of my team members has been pretty ill the past couple of weeks and i'm a little worried that it may be more serious than it seems. otherwise, i've been working (a long and arduous slog) for works against a deadline of tomorrow, and yesterday managed to complete all my tasks which is quite a relief.

my nose is still bloody since covid, so i've finally booked a doctor's appointment for tomorrow. my neck's been in a bad way for the last week, i'm praying that the physio beating me up yesterday will help. mr smear is thoroughly enjoying his newfound skill: sharpening pencils. i'm nervous about getting a tattoo on saturday because the weather's starting to get warmer; it'll definitely be the last tattoo of the season, this year i've already managed nine tattoos so far but ten's a nice round number...

oh! i think i've forgotten to mention - this past year has been a year of separations, from my cousins separating to my sister finally divorcing my passive-aggressively abusive brother in law (it looks like the only step left is just a formality) and her daughter finally getting through her insane divorce proceedings against her disgusting i'm-rich-but-i-won't-help-with-my-kid married-my-beard trash.

anyways, today's yom kippur and i'm very grateful for my family, and for my family putting up with me as i slowly unravel and unlearn my "sharp" behaviour. i've lived forty years as a  consistently angry guy, and that's made me rough even on my good days...