the harvest

 i went to bed much later than i should have last night, mostly because i was making more progress with the language project. by the time i hit the hay i was done. and i feel like i slept pretty well.

this morning got off to a rocky start. it was going smoothly enough and then gd and i had an explosive argument about mr smear + screentime + friends. it definitely could've gone better.

work today was very quiet - two of the team in the office, one CEO, an ex-saffer visitor who turned out to be an investor and whose questions about my previous CTO made me uncomfortable (otherwise our interaction was cool), followed by a surprising and very short visit by said previous CTO.

oh, and another coworker came in for a bit, we literally just shared youtube videos and political discussion*. and i learned he and his partner have adopted a husky. i feel sad about any huskies in the desert, but he seems to know how to handle it.

* triggered by the news yesterday about iranian nuclear capabilities. why the fuck didn't we take out the regime last year??

otherwise, i was assured on thursday that the pashtida was vegan, so i had two slices for breakfast. only later did i notice that its cover said GF (for gluten free) but not vegan, so i double-checked and learned that it was not, in fact, vegan :/

psychosomatic or not, i felt gross, headachy, and even a little puky at the thought. i went home, trying to hurriedly pick up some juice and ending up getting into a whole thing with the markolet owners over a refund for a 50 shekel container of apricots. which reminds me, i tried to purchase jusant yesterday and my shitty dell xps can't run it, so i applied for a refund (and received it).

it pisses me off that i spent so much money on this machine and it's never really done what it needed to do without a fight. and i'm pretty confident i can't afford a new windows machine right now.

the rest of the afternoon was spent fighting with mr smear, progressively more aggressively, until he eventually got through two fucking math exercises that weren't even a real challenge for him. even he can't tell us what that was about, after he got through them he made a point of apologizing to both of us for the drama that basically cost everyone a half a day and gained nobody anything.

although at some point gd spilled a cup of juice as she angrily rounded the table to check on him, and i put my back out helping to clean up. so there's that.

chag sameach.