overload

it's past 1am, and i'm just slowing down from high-frequency vibrations, most likely caused by a couple of hours in the bloodlines mission that was ridiculously intense for the entirety of the run.

at one point i switched to my browser and read about the mission on the shadowrun wiki, and it became quite apparent that as invested as i am, and as successful as i've been so far, i'm really not particularly good at this game.

meanwhile, i've become convinced that a shadowrun: dragonfall tv series would be epic.

...

i had a hard time getting up this morning. mr smear wanted me to keep my distance on the way to school so that he could prove (to himself) that he can handle the roads, but on the way out the building he started a conversation about roblox that clearly took priority. roblox - to my mind - is much like oasis in ready player one - and the scale and range of games available is simply mind-boggling.

roblox might just be the future. i feel confident that there's a way to make roblox games in which players do real work for real pay.

i came home, and gd and i wrote rosh hashana cards for mr smear's teacher, their class aide (who used to follow him around to make sure he didn't come into contact with dairy), and for him. i was super awkward about writing them, because i'm always super awkward about writing cards or birthday messages or dedications.

it used to be that when i got embarrassed, my face would flush and heat up, but as i've gotten older, my flush has moved down to my armpits. it makes awkward things even more awkward, but at least it generates endless amusement for my wife :P

work went pretty well today. we toasted the new year with a plate of dried fruit and really nice baklawa. i had lunch with the CEO, who jumped both times my phone went off and so i changed the ringtone from the x-men theme back to a soothing track from rayman: legends. the afternoon was super productive.

...

midway through the afternoon i had to rush off to the paediatrician to get a referral for an "attention examination". after expressing relief when i assured her that we wouldn't be medicating mr smear regardless of the result, the paediatrician had quite a story to tell - when she made aliyah, they tried to force her to put her kid on ritalin and she ended up going into debt in order to fight the authorities in court.

what was particularly tragic about that story, is that she did what she could to protect her son, but still wonders if she did the right thing. i explained to her that, having read robert whitaker's anatomy of an epidemic, unless her son struggled through life and wasn't able to succeed in anything, then 100% she made the right call.

she definitely made the right call. on my way out i called gd, and when she expressed concern (again) that doing the test would enable the authorities to force us to medicate our boy, i explained that under no circumstances would i ever let that happen. and beyond that, i believe that taking anyone who tries to court, and making the case public, would be an exquisitely constructive way to take a stand against a system that promotes drugging kids instead of adapting teaching practices.

...

in retrospect, it would have made more sense to go straight home afterwards, but i returned to the office, completed the task i've been working on and geared up for an argument with my boss, to convince him that it made sense to change an API that we have that's really poorly designed.

the boss is being moved sideways (we're not quite sure what that means yet), so he delegated to my coworker... i mean, i guess he's now my boss? i'll start referring to him as my manager. so he delegated to my manager, who heard me out and then immediately responded with "do it".

that was easy.

i left the office on that note, walked home, spent half an hour kind of helping mr smear with his prep for tomorrow morning's math test, and then signed on to a zoom call about sailor's idea. sailor was fifteen minutes late, and the tension that generated was palpable.

we love him, but he really has no respect for other people's time and he has no idea how much it hurts his relationships, personal and professional. i feel like i need to say something, and not in a friendly hinty sort of way.

i left the call feeling like my brain was melting, just in time to wish mr smear a good night.

now, four and a half hours later, it's time to say good night to the rest of the world.

anyways

 we had a bit of a break between movie, then continued with batman returns. there're a couple of problematic scenes, but i think the innuendo went over mr smear's head and we all enjoyed it.

afterwards, mr smear and i went for a short walk and talk, which we both enjoyed. i mean, aside from the few minutes when we ducked into a bomb shelter (the sirens weren't in the area we were in, but nearby). the primary reason for our displeasure was that the shelter had two large mattresses on the floor, one of them with sheets on it, and some kids came in and jumped on them with their goddamned shoes on. their mother asked them nicely, once, to stop, but did nothing about them not stopping.

anyway.

we had a nice video chat with my sister and her kids (and grandkid), it was great to see them! but i won't lie, i had to work to keep from making faces or saying anything: she's gotten so much work done on her face that she can't talk properly any more, and that's really distressing.

anyway.

the evening was pretty good, and although we did have a bit of an issue with mr smear going to bed without a night light - i'm convinced it's what's been keeping him up much later than he should be - that part of the evening also went quite well.

as for me, i've just spent another few hours playing shadowrun: dragonfall. i completed two missions, but they were both punishing, and i feel like i'm falling down a rabbit hole.

anyway.

too much social media will rot your brain. i've just finished a cup of tea, and i'm about to turn in.

signs of hope

grumplestiltskin: i did get a reasonable amount of sleep. then i woke up and fell back into shadowrun: dragonfall. which has gotten really convoluted, really fast - they turned up the drama to 11, and i'm loving it. this game would make for a great tv series!

and then, a couple of hours ago, while we were finishing watching batman (i saw a lot of it, but i went from grumpy to sleepy very quickly), we finally got news that nasrallah's death has been confirmed.

it's a weird sensation, feeling cautiously optimistic after a year of almost constant bad news after bad. according to the news, we've also brought hamas' military capabilities down to zero, and they are being redesignated from an army back to a guerrilla terror group.

it's the last shabbat of the hebrew year 5784 (תשפ״ד), which has been one of the most awful years in jewish history. may this be remembered as an historical day when we turned things around, not just for our people but for the entire region.

a sliver of hope

 it's past 1.30am, and there's still no confirmation of whether nasrallah was killed. but there are vast numbers of arabs throughout the middle east celebrating his death, which - premature or not - is in itself encouraging. also encouraging was netanyahu's speech. i may despise him, but he told the UN off and was on point, every word.

i've spent most of the past hours playing through a particularly hardcore mission in shadowrun. i quit at the end of an insanely long battle, i'm not done with the mission but i definitely (theoretically) need to go to bed.

backwards

 i *did* go to bed relatively early, i think. if i recall correctly. it's kinda hard, though, because around twenty minutes to 1am the sirens went off and we all had to scramble downstairs into the shelter.

that was pretty rough.

the morning was okay, though. mr smear led the way to school so that he could demonstrate that he's ready to do the walk alone ("stay back, dad! i need to focus!"), and gd and i spent a quiet morning doing mostly nothing (i lie, i spent a good chunk of today putting together a couple of articles) and watching an episode of strip search. because we've been together for more than a decade and we still haven't finished the season 😂

oh, and we had to go give him his meds at 10am, the asshat security guard's been uncharacteristically cool with us and let me in to go look for him. while i was on a call with a support agent, and the kids were in breaktime. it was intense, and it felt pretty miraculous that i actually managed to find my boy in all that madness.

the afternoon was pretty chilled. i wanted to take mr smear to the beach in the evening, but gd reminded me at the last minute that we needed to be back by 6 for his next dose, so we ended up taking a short walk to a nearby park instead. where we happened to bump into a woman that i served with - we recognized each other, but until she did the "wait, is your name..." thing i wasn't 100% sure if i was looking at the person i thought i was :P

they've just arrived from overseas, with two english-speaking kids who need to integrate into the local schools, and it was a pleasure for both of us to see our kids immediately click. even though the older one's two years younger than mr smear, they're about the same height and they both speak roblox/minecraft fluently :P

we came back home, showered, relaxed a bit (i'm loving shadowrun), made kiddush (although my mom's properly sick, so she left her camera off), and watched the first half of the 1989 batman film. then mr smear went to bed - almost without a fuss, but he's probably still awake reading - and now it's time for me to figure out whether i'm going to sleep or not.

...

we bombed the shit out of hezbollah this evening, and netanyahu gave a speech in front of the UN (which has done little more than consistently expose itself as a mouthpiece for the most oppressive and dangerous regimes on the planet), and everyone here is trying to understand what it all means, whether it matters or not. and all i can think of, all i've been able to think of, is whether blinken's on the quatari payroll or not. it's been a year of all this insanity, and the west is still telling us to stand down / not escalate when we're the ones who're under attack.

crossing over into weekend mode

 it took me longer to get to bed than i'd planned, but i did get a (relatively) reasonable amount of sleep and so this morning was much better. i still felt a bit hungover, but definitely better.

i managed to square away my main website (for, like, the third time) before heading out to the office, taking a detour via the hospital to ensure that gd's next nerve-block appointment is what we hoped it was. it was, but it's in two months' time, as opposed to two weeks' time.

*sigh*

the work day started off slow, and by lunch time i was hungry and just couldn't wait for anyone else. it was nice to be explicitly invited to sit with them when they finally did eat, and between that and our thursday afternoon happy hour it was a rather agreeable day socially.

as for the work itself, by the afternoon i'd finally shifted gears from trying desperately to understand what the heck i was looking at* to implementing my changes, and the ai boost i got from cursor was palpable. by the end of the day, i was most of the way through my changes and decidedly happy with them.

* 99% of the struggle was due to poor naming.

on the way home, gd asked me to pick up something from the mini-market, and i was struck by inspiration - i asked her to send mr smear, and let him know i'd meet him there. it took me a little longer than i expected to arrive, but i found him in the mini-market proudly offering up the goods (he'd picked out a really nice zuchinni). he handled everything nicely except the payment (finally, a real reason to use cash :P), and he was appropriately proud of himself, as were we ^_^

the evening was really nice. so far, the night's been pretty good too. there's a good chance i might actually go to bed soon.

the wonky thread

it wasn't the worst day of the week, but it was rough. the jump-start and lack of sleep made a neat line throughout the day.

i got mr smear to school at a reasonable time, and he did finish the homework, but not without a bit of a fight because i made the mistake of not disabling brawl stars. when gd went to administer his 10am meds, he said something cryptic about being in trouble and getting kicked out of class, after which his teacher contacted me to explain that he'd hidden his workbooks in someone else's locker so that he wouldn't be able to participate in class.

my brain.

also, he vehemently claims that that's not the case. can't this shit be simple?!

the work day was all over the place. i merged my code, but there was an issue with something unrelated and as a result there was a series of reverting and replaying. that was distracting enough, and i was having real trouble getting a handle on the existing code i need to upgrade, but then a customer got hit by a bug in something i was responsible for and so we went into emergency patch mode. and then, just as i finally started making progress on my sprint task, something in my devcontainer was corrupted and i could no longer perform any git operations.

it was not my day.

i tried to fix it after our all-hands - during which it was announced that our CTO is stepping... sideways?... and the coworker i've been developing a very mixed relationship with is going to be filling in effectively as team lead / head of r&d.

cool.

i needed the walk home. it did me good, just not enough good. the evening was alright, and the family talk with mr smear went alright too. bedtime was pretty smooth. oh! he's getting pretty good at playing the piano (i mean, synthesizer).

i made a point of not going to bed early, and have spent the past couple of hours playing shadowrun and figuring out cdk stuff in my side projects. i think i'm going to be ready to go to bed pretty soon.

hopefully tomorrow will be easier.

peace and war

 we had a really nice dinner, then we put mr smear to bed, and then we went to bed almost immediately after that. around midnight, everyone was up to give mr smear his prophylactic meds (his eye apparently started tingling, there was some drama i forgot to mention yesterday), and i managed to hurt my back while getting up (by lying back down when there was a pillow behind me) and couldn't fall back to sleep.

so i spent the following four hours playing shadowrun and setting up one of my side projects for an experiment.

by the time i went to bed, i was feeling pretty great. that lasted until, mid-dream, i was wrenched out of my slumbed by a 6.30am siren. we all scrambled to the shelter, and after ten minutes came back upstairs. i was still in sleep mode, but by that point my entire existence was feeling pretty upside down, so while i stayed in bed for another half an hour i didn't really get much rest.

now i'm up, mr smear's completing the unfinished homework from last night, and i'm hoping the coffee does its thing quickly.

war and peace

i spent the rest of the evening fixing one of my packages, and the moment it came to rewriting the tests i said "screw that", bit the bullet, and subscribed to a cursor. money well spent already.

i also played a bit more shadowrun: dragonfall.

i got a pretty good night's sleep, and the day began pretty well. mr smear had some homework to complete before school, but not as much as we thought and he did it well. we left a bit later than we needed to, so i said goodbye to him a few blocks from the gate and came straight home, wondering how he'd fare if the sirens went off but pretty confident he'd be alright.

i picked up gd and we went through to the new therapist. she seems really solid, and we very comfortably performed our double-team mind-dump for the forty-five minutes we were there. i waited with gd until her bus arrived, then walked down one of the nicer streets to my office.

the day was a definite improvement over the previous two, but still long and plenty meh. i had a meeting with my boss, we argued a little but generally things seem good, and i did manage to complete my task and make some progress into the next one, so things are alright.

i ate waaaay more food than i should have today, even if it was mostly really good food.

during the afternoon, while i was supposed to be working, i had an extended moment just sitting back in my chair and daydreaming of a post-war middle east in which tehran and quatar were done and everyone else was just quietly rebuilding and westernizing.

i may have shed an emotional tear.

after a pleasant walk home, i was pleased to see mr smear's face again - gd gave him a long-overdue haircut today - and to hear that he had a good time at his friend's place, and even impressed him on a real piano :)

we're going to have dinner soon, mr smear's quietly doing his homework until then and i'm listening to carnavas for the first time in years and feeling pretty at peace for the moment.

muddling along

yesterday:

yesterday was a bit shit. the morning was good, the evening was good, but the workday was painful and i feel like i barely got anything done. i mean, i did start the day feeling groggy and a bit more spacey than usual, but every - single - thing that i did at work triggered an unstoppable recompilation that took upwards of fifteen minutes, and i kept having to context switch and jump between branches, and i was totally over it even before lunchtime.

anyway, so much for treasure island? mr smear begged me to buy him a minecraft book - diary of a surfer villager: book 1 - and that's all he had bandwidth for. and then, this morning, before he left for school, he finished it...

today:

i guess today was better, but it still had some decidedly shit parts. the morning was positive, but spent a good chunk of it feeling thoroughly lost. by the time i needed to pick up mr smear and take him to his hebrew tutor, i'd had some inspiration and managed to get something going, and while i waited for him i synced with my boss and learned that i'd totally misunderstood him... like that's never happened before :P

anyway, i manged to get things working, and then when we got home i cleaned it up and it was still working, so that was a win.

i then took mr smear to his jiujitsu class. while there, i started working on getting the changes review-ready, and that's where things took an ugly turn. and after we got home, they continued to become progressively hairier. at some point, i realized it was time to call it quits and put off the rest until the morning.

that's when we realized that mr smear had not, in fact, completed his maths homework as he'd claimed. what followed was a mixed bag of experiences as he begrudgingly worked his way through the exercises, culminating in a full-scale meltdown because he wasn't understanding something and was inconsolably beyond the pale of reason.

i tried to convince him - kindly - to not let that last exercise get the better of him before bedtime, because i wanted him to feel *some* degree of satisfaction and not go to sleep without having conquered the thing that gave him the bad feelings. we ended up having to double-team him with a more forceful approach, but once he relented he got through it easily and we could enjoy dinner and a more pleasant bedtime experience.

he's actually in bed right now, reading comics until lights' out. that's pretty cool, imo.

and tomorrow morning we're going to meet the new therapist.

mostly calm

 i'm tired, i'm probably going to bed soon.

yesterday: 

it took most of yesterday morning to build up the willpower to do two of the things on my to-do list, but essentially it was a lazy morning. mr smear apparently had a very good day, he enjoyed both his "computers" class (they're making levels with kodu game lab, and he asked me to install it this morning so he could play around with it some more) and his frisbee class. so that's cool.

we completed his math test prep in the afternoon, and the rest of the day was spent playing games alongside each other. i spent quite a lot of time in shadowrun: dragonfall, and i can't help wondering how far i got last time because it's all very familiar :P

today:

i've been on-call today, and i managed to miss two incidents which my boss picked up on, so that's a bit embarrassing. now i'm dealing with a third, and i'm not sure it's correcting... [i just checked, it looks like it is]

i woke up at my usual hour, weighing a couple of kilos more than i have for most of this past week :/

it was a relaxing morning - i napped a fair amount - and in the afternoon, after i spent some time working on the graphic novel, we watched independence day. mr smear thoroughly enjoyed it, and we did too, but i can't see will smith and hear him swaggering through his "cool dude" lines without hearing the irony in his delivery...

mr smear and i took a walk (and lots of talking) through the park, down dizengoff, and the headed back home, stopping for sandwiches on the way. we may be at war, and with a looming threat of escalation, but i love living in such a vibrant, safe city. we got home just in time for showering, brushing teeth and bedtime, and while i was disappointed that he didn't want to read anything that i'd picked up for him, i was very pleased when i had the idea of reading treasure island and he agreed, and he seems to be enjoying it so far ^_^

power moves and bird poos

i actually did go to bed, and i actually slept.

this morning started off well, i dropped mr smear off at school and then accompanied gd to the pharmacy.

on the way home, after introducing her a small supermarket that has some difficult-to-obtain things, i felt something heavy on my head and neck and shoulder.

a #$@&*%! CROW just pooped on me. the equivalent amount of poop to a small dog. a normal bird poop is horrible on the best of days, but i'm now feeling thoroughly disgusted and violated 🤮

thank god it wasn't far from home and that gd was around to help me clean up. EEEWWWWWWWWWWW.

it took at least twenty minutes to get the look of revulsion off my face. i went to the office, took the lizard corpse out of my coworker's cup and cleaned it (the cup), and overall had a pretty solid day. minus one incident with a coworker - clearly with good intentions - being dismissive of my concerns about whether something he'd offered me was vegan or vegetarian (he's a vegetarian) and convincing me something was vegan when in retrospect it most probably wasn't. i confronted him in private, he seems to understand why that's not okay and we seem to be cool.

...

mr smear's friend came over, after a long time that he hasn't been open to a visit from her. without going into detail, she unintentionally did something that was humiliating for her and that really upset mr smear. we had coached him on letting gd handle things, but as they walked into the apartment together he said something that gd was powerless to stop, and that we haven't stopped laughing about since:

"you might have been really embarrassed by what happened, but it was worse for us."

holy shit. more surprising is that she apparently just took it in stride, and they had a nice afternoon together.

...

when i got home, i helped mr smear with his preparation for a math test next week. mostly it went well, but there was a short struggle in the middle... the rest of the evening was fine until bedtime, when i was trying to put him to bed and he decided that being cool was over for the day. so that was upsetting, but a little later (before he'd fallen asleep) i did the thermian walk into his bedroom and he was too amused to protest me wishing him a good night :)

i had a meeting with dod. it went on a little too long - half an hour after i'd said it had gone on too long and that it was time to crash - but we have a real execution plan and agree on the strategy.

beep beep two

oh, wow! yesterday i forgot to mention something amazing - they've finally assigned a new therapist to mr smear, and we're meeting her early next week. this is a huge relief!

...

i went to bed late again, i did play some shadowrun but i also - finally! - managed to get my website working properly again. i learned some stuff.

getting up this morning was rough, but it was a pretty smooth morning. the scale reported 80kg for the second day in a row.

i took mr smear to school, and on the way back called dod and synced - he's had a hollywood-esque kafka-esque year or two, and when he started telling me some of the details that's he's uncovered recently it's looking like someone in the industry has somehow had him blackballed, and all he has to go on are suspicions and an investigation by a recruiter he knows.

wtaf.

anyway, as awful as his situation is, the combination of it with what i learned over the weekend means that he's in the perfect position to help me make one of my side projects profitable, and quickly, and if we can get that right we'll both be in a better place.

i rollerbladed to work, which was fine although my neck's been giving me trouble the past couple of days - i think it's got to do with the weight of my backpack and a bad strap configuration :/

the workday was good. three highlights:

1. there was generally a really good vibe in the office, it was fun.

2. we had an insane experience when i found a dead lizard on its back next to my desk. we then - as a team - spent the following five or ten minutes fighting over whether it was a real lizard or not. the poor lizard's corpse (i'm convinced it's real) suffered abuse at the hands of a coworker convinced that it wasn't real, and then ended up in an absent coworker's empty mug. the whole thing was just ridiculous.

3. after a lot of time spent troubleshooting my github user not being able to see a repository i definitely had permissions for, one of my coworker's suggested chatgpt. the first couple of suggestions weren't helpful, but the third? i'd never have considered it, and it saved the day!

here i'll note that there was a second attack on hezbollah this afternoon, in some ways even more robust than yesterday's. this is amazing.

it was darker than i would've liked by the time i left the office, but the rollerblade home was pleasant. the evening went well, although i literally started falling asleep while reading to mr smear and the sentences i was reading were blending with dream images...

the past couple of hours have been a blend of talking to my mom, watching random things, taking care of admin stuff, playing some inscryption, and reviewing my podcast feeds. i'm starting to feel like maybe i should skip doing anything further and just go to bed.

beep beep m*f*

 so... no, i didn't finish this. i just went around in circles, until eventually it was around midnight and i decided to stop, play some shadowrun: dragonfall (restarting from scratch, and re-learning everything the hard way), and get some sleep.

mr smear stayed home today, and i understand he was pretty cool the whole day. i feel like i got some stuff done this morning, but i honestly don't remember what. the work day was pretty good, although ended on a frustrating note because none of us can figure out why i don't have access to something that i clearly should have access to, and it's preventing me from doing my "one job".

in the late afternoon, all our phones began buzzing and ringing and vibrating as news and gruesome videos of the mysterious attack on hezbollah beepers hit all the media channels.

i called gd to let her know what was going on, and she reminded me of congresswoman neuman 😂

it was a pretty good evening.

i've now spent some more time trying to figure out this website nonsense, and i think i'm going to switch into shadowrun mode soon.

heavy steps into ai wonderland

 the last try was somewhat successful. i passed out quickly, and i guess i slept pretty well, but once everyone else was up at 6.30 i was forced to get up too (mainly because mr smear was moving slowly again).

the biggest part of the deployment was successful, but i ran into SPA issues with the distribution (again) and the documentation for cdk is useless. after much struggling, and a pleasant break to walk mr smear to school, i decided it was time for cursor/claude to step in.

i got a bunch of unhelpful bullshit that didn't actually do what i wanted. i felt strapped in to an emotional rollercoaster, and every deployment managed to raise the bar on how much disappointment i'd been feeling. i just wanted it to end, but i also want things to be kind of okay before starting on my paid work.

by the time i was done for the morning, it was 80% there - that's a thumbsuck and a half - because after enough prompting and complaining i finally got a suggestion that did something positive. now that my workday is over, we've had a good dinner and mr smear is in bed, i'm just about ready to see if i can get the result i actually wanted.

...

the workday was long. i'm on-call, but i'm not sure that means anything today (the one incident we had was taken care of by someone else behind my back, i don't even know who :P), and the morning began with a nonsense devops side-quest that didn't lead anywhere constructive.

i took mr smear to his hebrew tutor, it looks like he had a good day in general but he was apparently struggling with a runny nose during their session and he's still stuffy now, so i guess maybe he is sick after all...

who knows. whether he is, or whether he passes the threshold for staying back from school, it's really not clear. gd's convinced that keeping him home yesterday was a mistake, though.

i had a hard time focusing this afternoon, and at some point i crashed on the couch. i woke up a short while later, not just feeling groggy as hell, but convinced that there was some kind of tremor happening. according to the latest data there wasn't? anyway, i caffeined up and got some good work done, by dinner time i was quite satisfied with my progress.

...

right. let's see if i can finish this.

it gets worse

 it's past 3am, and i've been complete *done* for hours now. but i'm still going, because shit's been getting weirder. but the two biggest issues? 100% my fault, two awful mistakes and i can't even think of how i could've prevented making them.

ugh.

one last try before i go to bed. hopefully not miserably.

brain melting

 i've just spent the past few hours furiously trying to get my website back online, because CDK insists on cross-region certificate shenanigans and it's broken. now i'm desperately trying to get things back online by any means necessary, only it's not clear what could possibly do the trick (and i've tried, repeatedly, completely removing everything and starting from scratch).

this sucks.

the irony being, of course, that me touching my website at all was because i published an article i'm really proud of this morning before leaving for work, and it includes a sample app that i link to and i wanted to manage it properly :/

...

otherwise, it was a pretty standard day, i guess?

my neck and back have been giving me trouble, and i ran out of tissues, and my throat was scratchy (one of my coworkers complained about the same, another arrived having lost his voice after being properly sick on thursday, my boss was sneezing absurdly loudly and frequently).

i worked hard at finishing up my work, and i'm really happy with the results.

i was good about not drinking coffee/tea around meals, so that's good too.

the rare exception

 during our traditional fight about getting mr smear to leave the house yesterday, i explained to him that we always go outside, every day, with the only rare exceptions being when we're sick or injured, or the weather's too harsh.

well, today was just such a day. mr smear claims to be feeling sick, although i'm highly suspicious, but i definitely needed the rest. we spent most of the day playing videogames, or exploding kittens (irl), or watching galaxy quest (which we all thoroughly enjoyed) and the season 2 finale of the x-men series.

that scene in the season 2 finale of the x-men series when nicolas cage stepped in to play cyclops

aside from all that, with napping in between, i've spent a whole lot of time putting together an article on my experience using cursor to create a PWA. as i've dived deeper into the article - i'm now at a point where i'm trying to deploy the result so i can test it on an actual phone - i've learned more and become more convinced that the $20/month asking price for cursor is of far greater value that my copilot subscription. as in, i pitted them head-to-head and copilot's results were thoroughly underwhelming.

as the day progressed, i felt less bad. i'm still a little woozy, but i guess we'll see in the morning how i've fared.

on an unrelated note (or maybe it is related?): my test results showed low iron, and even though there's a chance it's not a problem* it's been bugging me for a long time now that i'm always consuming teas and coffees before and after meals, which interferes with iron absorption. my new plan is to completely avoid tea and coffee for the couple of hours surrounding lunch and dinner...

* according to what i've read, vegans usually have low iron stores, which is what's tested, but sufficient iron levels in the blood itself.

friday 13: rough around the edges

 i just got up an hour or two ago after ages spent impossibly uncomfortable in bed. too tired to be upright, and immediately feeling faint, like i was going to pass out, but also throw up and poop myself at any moment. it's been a while now, a mix of lie-down-flat time and toilet time, and i'm still feeling unstable but much, much better.

so this is happening.

i'm pretty sure a big part of it was eating too much for dinner, but i was feeling off all day, and i guess the past couple of days haven't been too good either. i think i might be sick?

...

the day began pretty well. gd joined me and mr smear on our walk to the school - she's been feeling cooped up, she's still sore but definitely doing better since her latest nerve block - and then we came home and settled in to watch stander. there's a problem with the video, so we ended up watching the first half of apocalypse now instead. this was mostly an outstanding experience, although at some point gd was upset by some animal abuse (there's a surprising amount in the film) and i made the mistake of confronting her about her dissonance on the topic*. i've been generally good about keeping my mouth shut on the topic, but i slipped this morning and it took us some time to recover :/

* she's not fully vegan, though she doesn't disagree that we all should be. in theory.

i picked up mr smear from school, and was pleased to hear that he'd had a good day.

i wasn't feeling too good - i've been having trouble with my neck, and i think something's been stuck on a nerve, so i lay down for a bit. before lying down, i'd tried to add mr smear's steam account to my family account, but had given up. at some point, he woke me up because it had rendered all the games unavailable.

i spent the next while trial-and-erroring my way to changing his account's country, which required setting up a VPN (again), and making a purchase with a canadian payment method. that last part proved complicated, because my canadian credit card's billing address isn't in israel. anyway, i eventually got it right, picked up a copy of dehumanized for less than a dollar, added his account to the family account, and we can now both play steam games at the same time.

score!

as evening approached, we had the same old fight with mr smear that we always do about going outside. i tried really hard to be gentle and make it a discussion, but that ultimately failed. we had some drama, but gd and i rallied and - although more harshly than either of us would have liked - managed to bring him around.

mr smear and i then walked to midtown in good spirits, he had some food and then played in the water installation for a while before we headed home. all in all, we had a really nice evening together.

everything was great until dinner time, when i began to fall apart, feeling suddenly and overwhelmingly tired.

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it's taken me a while to write all this out, not least because i was playing the martian games in bloons: adventure time simultaneously. i died writing this last sentence :P

i hope i get some sleep soon.

enter the weekend

 yesterday:

picking up mr smear's new shoes on my way to work. in the afternoon, we had ridiculous drama because he couldn't get them on. unlike his previous shoes, these ones aren't velcro... they're slip-ons. i eventually managed to regain control of the situation, and ran him through drills until he got it right 🤦

i received a message from mr smear's teacher before noon, informing me that he wasn't playing ball :(

i had a one-on-one with my boss, and it looks like we're both happy with how things are going. so that's good.

i had brought leftovers to the office for lunch, and i had to leave early to take mr smear to mma, so i didn't join my teammates on their trek for lunch. what i didn't realize was that it was my coworker's birthday - the one who i've been in damage-control with regarding our relationship :/

he responded well to my apology, and things were really positive today, so i guess it's alright?

yesterday's work was exciting, i got a lot of stuff done and i was really happy with the outcome.

gd had had a rough time with mr smear since picking him up from school, but she managed to get a handle on it and his behavior for the rest of the afternoon was pretty good. including mma. on the bus home i asked if he wanted to do einstein puzzles with me, and he reminded me that he was being punished and didn't have privileges 😆

i tried to watch beverly hills cop 2 with gd after putting mr smear to bed, but i couldn't keep my eyes open.

today:

i didn't sleep particularly well, but it wasn't a bad night. this morning was a bit rough, but only because i couldn't drink coffee before my blood tests. i went over the results in the afternoon, and it looks like i'm mostly good, with a minor concern for (possibly, open to interpretation) b12, iron and dehydration...

gd and i went to the mall on the way back from the clinic, and we had a good hour chilling before i went to work.

i started the day by showing off yesterday's work to a teammate, and i picked up on a bug. i literally spent the entire day trying to figure out the cause and find a solution, it was really hard but it was great material for a new article or two :P

not only was mr smear more cooperative today, but for possibly the first time ever he actually did his homework in class like the rest of the kids! he was almost as excited as we were that he didn't have to do it at home :)

i tried joining gd for beverly hills cop 2 again, but passed out almost on contact with the couch. i realized towards the end of the film that a part of it was second-hand smoke, and i turned on the fan and moved upwind and woke up. i find that while the original movie aged surprisingly well, the sequel is only really entertaining if you're admiring just how shockingly amateur the writing was.