Feb. 10th, 2024

flexagon: Lucy from Peanuts builds a block tower but it falls. (fail)
A complaint: I had a lot of this typed out before the kitten^H^H^H impetuous young cat walked on the keyboard. Sisyphean, I type again. (The I.Y.C is curled warmly between my knees now, rendering it impossible to carry a grudge.)

So. Finance goes forward. My 401(k) filled up, so now all my salary can go to the after-tax 401(k) and I might get a normal paycheck sometime in March. Instability at Zillian is just off the charts; I think I've started to almost hope that the impending reorg goes the wrong way so that I'll have a reason to walk this year. In the meantime, and in the absence of 2024 income, I work on 2023 taxes. Sigh.

This week featured a lot of things happening on unusual days:

  • Monday I started with the dermatologist (shots for the bald spot), went to the office, then took [personal profile] heisenbug to a recently discovered French restaurant for our 25th anniversary. They did a nice job, and I got a rather delicious apricot/blackberry drink. There was some follow-on to this, in that he again gave me binary roses, but in a different encoding than usual; sixteen roses instead of five? I eventually had to crowd-source the puzzle at work to figure out that it was floating-point notation, which was pretty amusing for all concerned.

  • Tuesday I joined virtually for a summit at work, for most of the day. Thanks to prior planning, I had needle and thread, and mended several articles of clothing, including a somewhat decorative patch over a hole in my wool coat. No date with the squirrel, who was traveling.

  • Thursday felt overscheduled and pressurey, and I wasn't having a good reaction to that, but I did see the squirrel, for dinner at a restaurant in my square that's about to close.

  • Friday was the most fun. I took it off work and buzzed about Newbury Street getting lasered! I went to a guy who does "scarless mole removal" by laser in order to get a chest mole treated -- one that my usual derm doesn't want to touch -- and he zapped a pretty prominent cheek mole that I've always had, too. Basically magic; I have scabs now but they're flat. Then lunch, and one session of IPL on my shoulders, at a place I've been before. Then I worked out, and all the humans mentioned in this post went out to see Duel Reality by 7 Digits with tons of other friends. I think the best part was just being loose on the town with my book, finally making real progress on The Ministry for the Future, and doing good things for myself.



Somewhere in there, I'm not sure where, I pressed enough buttons to register for hang gliding in October. It's a long way off from now, so I can pretend that traveling won't interrupt anything.

Today is also not as planned, because Perse tested negative for covid after 8 days of positive (and being isolated), so Helios very reasonably wanted to switch date days around to spend time with her. I feel, as I have felt all week, a little more tired than I "should" be feeling, so it would have been an ultra low-key date anyway. I've tried to do good things with the time, at least mostly, though I sure haven't done any work yet.

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