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[13 weeks] Caterpillars and annual reviews
Dec. 1st, 2024 05:04 pmOn Friday morning I went and spent most of my recent DMA-related bonus on fancy eyebrows. And, as usual with tattoos of any kind, I don't immediately like the results. Too dark, too not-perfect, too much like I have big caterpillars on my face. (Were my original caterpillars so bad?) This is just the way of things though. Tattoos fade as they heal up, so the artists have to overshoot in order to get the proper healed-up look, and my artist did a great job of color-matching to the darker parts of my hair. So as long as it calms down a little, just a little, these caterpillars might be okay. Touch-up appointment is in a month, she does have the removal laser, and at least they don't hurt. (My male partners also don't find them too shocking, which is a relief, though my female gym buddy showed up and was instantly like "you got your eyebrows done?" Yes. YES THESE ARE MY CATERPILLARS NOW). Funny thing though; I really do have my own hairs everywhere that is darker now, so I guess my eyebrows really are that big and always were.
I also bought Emmett Louis's side splits program on Black Friday, because it was on sale. And did some delicious backbends. And snuggled my favorite people.
Sunday was spent pretty entirely on work, as annual review time is upon us and I had more of them to do than I expected. Busted it out in three 2-3 hour focus blocks, with breaks for two meals and a short gym break, and isn't it funny how that eats up the whole day? It does though, and I'd just as well do head-down work like that on a quiet day with no interruptions. So here it goes, my last-ever go-round with ratings at Zillian.
My mind has been full, bursting at times, with daydreams about all the things I might do when I'm done with this place; and a few fears that are based on very little. I wish the waiting were over. Maybe I won't really cook a lot; maybe I won't play with getting up early just for fun, or spin a dial to decide whether to spend the next 60 minutes drawing, knitting or reading. Maybe I'll go crazy with anxiety, or find that I've utterly forgotten how to budget, or that I suddenly fear missing out on the AI revolution (AHAHA, that one was a joke). But I'd like to get on with finding out.
I also bought Emmett Louis's side splits program on Black Friday, because it was on sale. And did some delicious backbends. And snuggled my favorite people.
Sunday was spent pretty entirely on work, as annual review time is upon us and I had more of them to do than I expected. Busted it out in three 2-3 hour focus blocks, with breaks for two meals and a short gym break, and isn't it funny how that eats up the whole day? It does though, and I'd just as well do head-down work like that on a quiet day with no interruptions. So here it goes, my last-ever go-round with ratings at Zillian.
My mind has been full, bursting at times, with daydreams about all the things I might do when I'm done with this place; and a few fears that are based on very little. I wish the waiting were over. Maybe I won't really cook a lot; maybe I won't play with getting up early just for fun, or spin a dial to decide whether to spend the next 60 minutes drawing, knitting or reading. Maybe I'll go crazy with anxiety, or find that I've utterly forgotten how to budget, or that I suddenly fear missing out on the AI revolution (AHAHA, that one was a joke). But I'd like to get on with finding out.
