June 22, 2025 - bloghan 52
I'm only really beginning to recover from my ordeals in May and June, which had gotten me to a point where I missed my own one-year anniversary over here! Sorry about that... I mean, I'm not really sure how many people read these, but at this point, this blog has become something more for myself. A nice little place to write about what happened each week, a place to practice writing. Except after a month of moer stressful writing, forgive me for wanting a short break... of 2 weeks. Oh well, not much really happened in the bulk of this week anyways! Here's what did:
Tier list of the week
This week's tier list: condiments. Here's the tier list:
Ordered tiers, unordered wthin tiers. This is not an exhaustive list of all condiments out there, not even close, but I think this covers most of the big ones. I do think a lot of the classic condiments are actually better than people give them credit for, but I do have a soft spot for honey mustard, and all my sandwiches from this point on will be using that specific condiment. I did recently get tired of mayo, but there's a reason why that didn't happen until I got to my tenth month in a row or so of mayo in sandwiches. Don't really have much more to say about the rest.
Personal updates (achievements, reflections, and antics)
There's not really all that much to talk about this week, and that's especially true for Monday. I had a little bit of a sore throat, yes, but the sick day off that I took this day was mostly because I really wanted to get this executive summary of my final report done! It was definitely something I could have done within 3 hours, which is why it took me from morning to night to complete it. It was just so boring... I had already written this whole report, and the executive summary was just a bunch of content that rehashed what I already said. I really was ust wishing that I didn't save things for the end like this, and I'll probably be feeling the effects of that procrastination well into July. Once I finished the report, I did all my regular grammar and structure checks against the massive list of possible errors that the instructor provided... but if I'm being honest, I didn't really focus too hard on it. I was so done, so over this whole thing, and I just wanted to be done with this report and this course. After the first round of checks, I submitted. Man... I need to take a nice, long break from writing. But for now, bedtime will suffice.
There's not much to speak about regarding my time in the office on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. To be honest, while I wanted to really lock in for work this week because of how much effort I'd had to shift over to my communications course, I was just so tired of... well just so tired in general that I don't really think I did all that much. On Tuesday the not-manager asked me about an error that someone else noticed in the results of an Absconder thing I made, but that error was... not there at all? At this point in the week, I was submitting changes to the newest project, trying to get it to work. My successor was helping me out by replacing some of the file paths listed in those files with environment variables. At the same time this week, I needed to also run that comparison tool between two coworker's files sets on their computers, but the comparison tool kept telling me that it couldn't find the files on the other person's device, even though I could access them! I ended up just making a support ticket. They ended up closing that ticket the next day, giving me instructions that I was already following. I responded that I had done that, and that I still needed help, but I got none. Speaking of tickets, I got a bunch of new work tickets on Thursday too, basically forming my last big tasks for the end of my time here. But I can't really focus on those right now, because I need to focus on getting this comparison tool working and I still need to get the newest project fully set up before the rest of my team starts to work on it. The Thursday meeting was a bit boring, and once again I didn't need to talk because my manager spoke about my progress on the comparison tool stuff for me, but I did think it was interesting that my successor joined this meeting online, even though she was here in the office. Is this her way of defending against falling asleep in meetings? Eh, what do I care? My successor was acting... interestingly this week. I think it really amounts to just getting into the swing of having work to do. She would often have to upt down the task I gave her to work on stuff for other full-times on my team, which was fine. I did feel a bit bad though when I accidentally undid a bunch of her work on Thursday, which she had been doing throughout the week. Good for her for just going ahead and redoing it but... sorry! She also came by my desk to just randomly talk about work stuff and non-work stuff a lot mroe than normal, though the most memorable things she talked to me about were an offer to pluck my eyebrows, criticisms of my facial skin and the way I work, and trying to apply henna to my hand when I really didn't want any. There were interactions with others in the office too, like a trip to get bubble tea where I didn't get bubble tea, on Wednesday. It started raining very lightly, to the point that I barely realized it was raining, and that made two of the new temps turn back without telling us... well, I guess the new temps don't seem to like us old temps very much, but that's alright! But the thing at work that bothered me the most this week? Tarot cards. Specifically, my tarot cards. I had decided to put them on my desk as a little decoration thing, like with the D&D dice or the oil and gas sticker. But they did serve another purpose: if I ever faced a choice I couldn't make, I would just consult the cards instead of flipping a coin. Unfortunately, I did not account for my coworkers being very interested in tarot cards and asking me for readings, but it was very strange that the people asking were the compatriot and my work rival and the new compatriot. These are the last guys I would expect to be interested in tarot readings, and while I resisted at first (BECAUSE TAROT CARDS CAN'T ACTUALLY TELL THE FUTURE), they wore me down, and thus: a new hobby of mine was formed. I would give readings, just a simple 4-card past/present/future/advice spread, and they would interpret each card at face value and I would give an actual explanation of sorts.
At the very least, the evenings of each of those days was somewaht interesting. Tuesday evening consisted of me going to the grocery store to make up for missing out on that on Monday. I got all the stuff I needed to for some chicken and pesto pasta, but that trip did make me remember why I get my groceries delivered now. It was just so heavy! I was unironically sweating in every single spot. Ah, but... the pasta was worth it. OK so I guess that wasn't all that interesting, but the blue skies and sunny evening certainly made it feel interesting. Wednesday evening was a D&D evening, where we had to split the party based on what happened last week, with the cable guy exploring around a forest and the other three delving into the same. My co-DM managed the group of three (I think they were interrogating someone and ended up cutting off their arm?), and I managed the cable guy's portion, since it related to NPCs I created. I sat on one side of the room with the cable guy and a small whiteboard doing his character's story, while the other four were on the other side of the table doing their portion. It was honestly pretty fun working together and separately with my co-DM like we did in this session, and when we realized that the three were listening in on the one-on-one between me and the cable guy, we adjusted plans on the fly so they couldn't metagame. The end result was the group of three camping in a bush for hours of in-game time, as the cable guy's character got to eat and camp with some old NPC friends. To get things moving, we eventualy decided that the group of three would get ambushed by about 30 very strong enemies, and as they ran away, I had the cable guy and his NPC friends charge in to save them. Honestly, I had a lot of fun with this one, and although not much happened with this session, something miraculous did: we ended the session with every player character together in one place. We haven't had that in a while. Thursday evening started off still at work, where I decided to go home early becuase I was feeling a bit unwell. I was still feeling a little bit of the effect from the black mold, but I was also feeling unwell with the anticipation of tomorrow: seeing some old friends from my home city. I was thinking of if I should even be calling in sick tomorrow, but my successor encouraged me to go, saying she'd get the work I have her done. But once I made up my hour of work by working from home, I had to put that fear aside and engage with another pair of friends from my home city, Blue-haired and Grey-haired. Throughout this week I had taken a break from writing bloghan to instead write a Jeopardy board themed around the Beatles, and today I could finally run it with Blue-haired and Grey-haired. They wanted to roleplay as characters from chapter 3 of 'Deltarune' during this session, which I didn't really want to do, but I played along. It's been like that since high school with those two, I suppose. It was a real fun time, and I do think that it might be my best board yet! We did a little bit of chapter 4 of 'Deltarune' too, and Grey-haired took that opportunity to spoil all of us just a little bit, but right after we finished, I had to get to bed. I would have to get up early in the morning to make it on time to the event tomorrow... which is why I went to bed 2 hours after midnight. Hey, it's better than 3, right?
Friday marked the first day in quite a while where I had to wake up quite early in the morning. And yet, I still woke up later than I wanted to, sleeping through a lot of my alarms. I'm glad I managed to get out of the house quickly though, because this time I had a pretty strict time to make at the event. On my bus I decided to finally start catching up on bloghan, writing the last week's post, but once I got to the subway, I annoyingly had to continue my writing on a notepad app, due to not having service in the tunnels. Once I got to the central hub station, I needed to catch an above-ground train but had no idea where to go. So I had to do the unthinkable: ask for help. Eugh... I even had to do so twice, but once I found the elevator up (up, to the platform, of all directions? up?) I got on my train. The platforms and the train height reminded me so much of Switzerland and how those train stations worked... wait, did I pay my above-ground train fare? No time to answer that, as the train departed then and there. Welp. This train was actually quite nice, but those Swiss ones were way way better. I'm only on this one for one stop though, so I guess it's alright... hee hee! When I got off at the stop my app told me, I was a bit surprised: it was the same spot as that carnival/fair thing from last August! Man... I remember memories from a long long time ago. The place hadn't changed much in a year, but I guess that's true of a lot of places. Just not people. There were just as many people going to this event though, all pouring into that main building from last time like a trail of ants entering the anthill. When I finally got to walk in, I was greeted with the sight of a massive line, looping in on itself yet still somehow seeming organized and well-managed. My friends from my home city, who I'll call Ruby and You, were somewhere in this line. I wandered all the way to the back of the line, looking on both sides to see if I could spot either of them, but no luck. It was only then that I decided to finally message them and get a phone number (how do I not have their phone numbers???), and once I got one number I started to walk in the opposite direction. I quickly found them, though they spotted me first, and suddenly, I waws there with them. How long has it been? Uh... just about a year, almost exactly a year at that. Not much had changed with them really, at least from what I can tell. Well, actually, Ruby had stopped saying "what the hell," as he'd now replaced it with "what the helly." Also, You wanted to move industries like me! From power consulting to embedded electronics, the same end goal as me. We did quite a lot of catching up as we advnaced through the line, mostly talking about the work we've been doing and also talking about what I should expect at the event. Oh, I should probably explain what exactly this "event" was. It was some sort of tournament for a popular tactical hero shooter, one that I hate so much that I will refuse to name it, so as to avoid supporting it in any way on this blog. Today I was seeing the semifinals for this tournament, which apparently lasted for more than a week and had teams from all around the world. There were going to be two sets today, but they had yet to start. After I had sent my "sick day today" email from the line, then got through security by moving my garage door opener from my sweater to my bag to avoid it getting detected by the metal detector between security checkpoints, we toured around the venue for a little bit to start. There were like 3 merch shops, and the most famous player of this game was present too, talking to fans. He looks like another friend of mine from my home city, who I'll name Yoshiko. I don't really care about this most famous player though because I despise this game. I started looking around at all the other stuff in the venue now. There were a bunch of photo-op spots, and a gaming area where I guess people could play their own matches of this game? There was a side room where the devs (a couple of them came to the event I guess) were showing off some music video involving characters in the game and some very confusing lore breakdowns of what the video portrayed. I'm not usually one to bad mouth stories but... the premise of this game's lore seems really... ugh, lackluster? I don't know, maybe inconsistent? I guess the lore isn't that important to the devs given what kind of game this is though. I had to get Ruby and You to explain the lore even more to me but it didn't really make much more sense. The devs then launched into a weird 'Jeopardy' like game where they asked trivia about the characters with the fans, but they were quite strange and personal questions about each. I didn't really get the impression that most fans knew that stuff, but the room was mostly empty anyways so that's probably what it is. There were other things for us to do anyways. We all wanted to get a picture together, so we lined up to get our picture taken by a large sign with the name of the game and this event on it. Well, why not? You gave the the staff member his Polaroid camera and Ruby his phone, and we posed up next to the sign. Our first picture featured all of us displaying the right-hand-rule (proudly, I should add), the second was normal(-ish, you never know with Ruby), and the last featured You pointing a finger gun at Ruby and Ruby at me, to which I reacted with an open palm facing Ruby's finger gun. We grabbed our cameras and You gave us the polaroids to start shaking, being a bit sad that the employee didn't bother focusing his camera at all. I didn't mind though, since I'm glad we had some physical copy of this picture. Next, we headed to a booth that one of the teams playing today had set up, some sort of mini-hockey minigame? I wasn't exactly sure what was going on here, but I joined the line with Ruby and You, as I got them to explain to me the rules of the actual video game we were about to watch. I got a good-ish understanding of it, but in my mind I was thinking that it sounded sort of boring. Repetitive, even. One of the people managing the booth we were in line for explained the rules of his hockey game next. There were two mini-hockey nets, one way smaller than the other inside the larger. You would get a mini-hockey stick and three balls, and you had to try and shoot the balls into the net. You'd get a pin if you got a ball into any net, but you'd get posters and a chance to sign a wall if you got more balls in, especially if you got it in the smallest net. All the people ahead of me, including Ruby, whiffed their shots for the most part but did at least get one ball in the large net. I was up next. I lined up two of the balls and thought to myself "well, I'm going to miss them all anyways, so I might as well just hit the ball as hard as I can for fun." I shot both balls in quick succesion, not even looking at where the first ball went before hitting the second ball. You can imagine one of those hockey drills where the puck is lined up on the blue line of the rink, and the player just practices driving slapshots while skating parallel to the line. When I looked up after hitting the second ball, I saw my first ball sinking right into the small net, and my second ball barely missing the small net and swishing around in the netting of the larger one. Everyone in the line did a quiet and muted cheer, and the booth leaders wwere looking at me like I was crazy. The one that gave me the hockey stick said something about how skilled I was at this. Unfortunately, because someone commented on "how good I was at this," when I slapshotted the third ball as hard as I could, it went wide and smacked right into a large screen belonging to the booth organizers. The organizers were suddenly very unimpressed with my "skill" now, but they still owed me a poster (I just picked Ruby's favourite player and gave it to him), a pin (I bet the compatriot would like it!), and a chance to sign their wall. Why do they have a wall? It's just a chunk of black-painted wall, just this short and stout monolith with the team's logo on it. Why? Why does this exist? I wrote "if God loved me he wouldn't have put me on the same planet as this game." After You got his turn to shoot balls, we took our seats and I received even more explanation about how the game is played. The first time was explanation of mechanics and win conditions, this time was more aboput explaining the format of the tournament and how sets, matches, and bans worked. Not only does this game's core loop sound boring, it also seems super snowbally. Especially with the buy phase of each round just giving a team an advantage for something like 3 rounds to reward one lucky round. Now that I had taken my seat, I finally realized how loud the music was by this main stage, and that I would have my neck cranked up the entire time to watch the screen. I had a bad feeling about the how loud things were going to be soon enough, so I put on my noise cancelling headphones and turned them on, just in case. I was right to do so: once the team introduction videos finished playing for the first set of the day, they walked out from backstage up to the onstage PCs and the music boomed out at about 2.5 times the volume of the pre-match music. I could feel the bass in my ribs, and it still felt a little too loud to me even through the noise cancelling. How do people do this for an entire week? I guess it's not just sudden loud noises that disturb me, but the long lasting and expected ones too. Once the players took their seats though, the match could begin. I was still surprised that the pick/ban phase was on maps and not characters, because it just makes the game seem so empty. Like what do you mean there's barely any maps so you need to ban those, and there's so very few characters which restricts that from being banned and picked and all that? Like, I guess a lot of competitive teams just have players that specialize in one specific role or character, but I'd rather see a player who can do well in any role, someone flexible that has game knowledge and skills of just about everything. Well, whatever, more reasons to hate this game. Now watching the actual gameplay was... well, it was also kinda boring. I thought that it being pro players would result in me seeing some real skill expression, but it was just a whole lot of scouting, hiding, spamming out abilities that just obscure the battlefield instead of doing something, and tiny mistakes that just result in the "last one to move" to win the interaction, then the entire round. Yes, there were moments when one player would pop off and get a last second round win or quickly and efficiently get 4 kills in 10 seconds, but those didn't feel as rare as they were becuase of the monotony of the how the rest of match typically played out. It's all just hype moments and aura. Even though I was coming to hate this game even more than I did before walking into this venue, I was still having a good time because of You and Ruby. They were explaining to me how the game worked and entertaining all my questions and thought experiments, and also telling me about the lore of the competitive scene, such as how one coach hates his team because they keep going for risky and flashy plays that always seem to work out. I was super glad to be around them, and just talking with them again like I did before I left my home city was really just wonderful. It was also quite fun because I had no stake in either team, but in both sets being played today, Ruby and You would be cheering for two different teams. You's team won the first set of the day 2 to 0, and the intermission started right after that. Now during the match, both Ruby and You had gotten up at some point or another to get food or use the washroom or whatever, but I stayed in my seat the whole time because I really wanted to see if anything entertaining would occur outside of the hype moments and aura. I don't know if the constantly shifting camera that didn't make it clear what was really happening contributed to me eventually regretting that decision, but I guess there's only so much you can do. Now that we were at the intermission though, we all got up to go check out if anything had changed, and the answer was no. I joined Ruby in the line up for merch, and after watching him spend about 80 dollars on a beanie and some pins (what the helly, as he'd say), we started looking around for You since we lost him on the way. I must say though, the bag that they shoved all his merch into? Smartly crafted! It had the regular handles on the top edge, but also had extra handles on the side of the bag so you could wear it like a backpack! Honestly, they should do that more! It just works so well, and it doesn't force you to choose between backpack mode or handcarry mode, because both are always available. Eventually, You found us after we waited in one spot for 10 minutes (he had been buying merch on the other side of the venue), and we were about to head back to our seats when the two of them noticed one of the larger booths that they hadn't really paid attention to before. It was some sort of "physical challenge" (why have one of those at a e-sports tourney?), where you started on one side of a room and had to get to the other side and touch the red button, without touching any of the laser beams that were lit up in this room. If you were on top of the leaderboard (fastest time to the other side of the room) by the end of the day, you would win a special merch item not for sale. The next set was about to begin, but those two wanted to try, so I went back to my seat. The next set felt even louder than the last, but I guess it had to do with the fact that it was between the most famous European team and the most famous North American team (the one's who owned that wall I signed). But it was clear that the European team was just better, what with the matches being way less close than the morning's set, and the European team getting so many round wins even though they were on the opposite side of potential snowballs (caused by that weird econ/buy phase thing I mentioned earlier). This set was still cool to watch, kinda. There were a little bit more of those hype moments and aura things flying around, but it also felt way more spammy with those concealing abilities. That's another thing I really don't like about this game, which is how all the area control abilities just focus on restricting sight in little fart clouds you cast on the map. Like, can't there be any other ways to control an area? Maybe an area where the enemies are slowed or maybe like stealth mines or something? It just seems so boring that you can advance a foot in a lane by making it impossible to see through for 10 seconds. Man, I hate this game. As the game progressed it became increasingly more clear that the European team would win, and eventually You rejoined me; he had gotten carpet burned really badly in the physical challenge, so he came back to watch. He was cheering for the European team to win, and Ruby was cheering for the losing American team, but where was he? It was revealed that Ruby was actually running the physical challenge over and over again to win that exclusive merch, managing to get third so far. He was improving with each iteration, but couldn't break the 7 second mark. In Ruby's words, "what the helly?" Well, I guess if it was 'Love Live!' merch, I might try that hard, but most likely not. Now as the set was ending, I started to notice yet another new thing I hate about this game (I promise this is the last one), which is the conduct of the players. I don't understand why they allow such unsportsmanlike behaviour. I mean, yelling at the other team about how awful they are on round wins, doing 'L' dances after a kill, roasting the other team as much as possible in post-game interviews... like, why? Maybe the post-game interview example is alright, but the in-game stuff? Just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. It was explained to me earlier by You, but it really just feels like they're making a comedic spectacle out of their performance, and not a spectacle out of their skill. But maybe that's the game's fault, for having a stiflingly little amount of maps and characters for the amount of time it's been online, and having repetitive kits to go along with it. I hate this game. I don't play it. And yet. I hate it. The set came to an end, and with it, the event for the day was done too. Myself and You headed towards the physical challenge, and saw Ruby outside. His name was third on that leaderboard screen, but he was all smiles, since the top prize was not just for the top-placed person, but for the entire classical podium! It was a bomber jacket with a weird logo on it. Well, I hope it was worth the cut he got on his knee, treated with a bandage offered to him by venue staff (unfortunately, not themed around the game I just witnessed hours of). As we headed out, we decided that we wanted to do some sort of dinner, and after consulting my tarot cards (they were completely unhelpful), we decided on Vietnamese, walking quite a ways away to get to it. We talked quite a lot about our experiences with working, and a lot more about my experience with moving out here. I love it. I want my future to look like this. But, I'm not sure. DO I like it because I like this city I've moved to? Or do I like it because it's the first time I've been able to live alone? I don't have time to think about that right now, but I'm pretty sure it's the latter. But here we were at the restaurant, a small place that honestly looked more like a classic diner. Ruby and You ordered soups, and I ordered a vermicelli dish, and we got to catch up even more about our plans for the future and current events back home. When we got our food, I was surprised to see that it was all in take out containers already, and that the portions were absolutely gigantic. We all kinda focused on eating at this point, with Ruby and You talking more about the games that happened today, and their future career paths (I kept myself extra quiet here), and somehow we all managed to finish everything. I'm kinda proud of myself for that one. I haven't managed to finish a large portioned restaurant order in one sitting for a while. Soon it was time to head out, as my best path back to my place required me to leave for a bus right away. After telling Ruby and You to enjoy their night together in their AirBnB, giving them some advice for lube and all that, I headed out. I was walking through the sunshine to get ot this bus, whistling and laughing all along the way. I guess being around Ruby and You just filled me with energy or something? The bus took me to the subway, writing just a bit more bloghan, but by the time I got to the end of the subway line to get to the bus that would take me to my place, I was tired of it. Well, I'll figure out when I write all these bloghans just a little later I think. On this last bus ride of the day, I was more than content to spend it just looking out the window. Once I got into my apartment though, the tiredness really set in. The lack of sleep was starting to catch up to me, and with the amount of energy I had spent today by simply being present at that tournament, and all the walking I did in the sun while wearing a sweater, and I guess just "social interaction" in general, the idea of a short nap was very enticing. That short nap turned out to be quite the time killer though, as when I woke up, instead of 15 minutes passing, it had been hours. Well shoot. I was going to write more bloghan, but I was feeling so weary already that I just went back to bed. Even though I spent most of my time on this day looking at something I absolutely despise... it was still a good day. It's nice to have a life where you can say that.
Saturday and Sunday were much more relaxed days compared to yesterday's noise and chaos. There really wasn't anything special I did over the weekend. For example, I let myself get even more behind on bloghan by immediately starting on writing the next Jeopardy board, based around beetles, but for actually intersting things that aren't "I sat on the computer and did X," I called Blue-haired on Saturday morning to ask if he wanted to play 'Ace Attorney' over the weekend. He had originally wanted to do more 'Deltarune' chapter 4 this weekend, but Grey-haired wouldn't have been able to make it, so that plan was scratched. But I was still available, so maybe we could do 'Ace Attorney' instead! Now you already know that I can't just talk to Blue-haired like a normal person, so for the first bit of the call I used we/us pronouns and pretended my body was completely overtaken by the mold spores from my washroom. Blue-haired did not like this bit, but shared that he could do 'ACe Attorney' on Sunday. Alright, great! My Saturday ended with me making one last batch of my pesto chicken, a very large batch so taht when I cooked biryani tomorrow, I could have that for dinner instead of biryani, so I could focus on cooking the latter all Sunday night long. Then, one of my other friends from my home city called me out of the blue, as I was in the middle of cooking. After requesting more time and storing my pasta, I got wrapped up in a 2 hour long call with her, just catching up since we hadn't talked in months. It was mostly about work and school and our mutual friends of Blue-haired, Grey-haired, and my compsci friend, as well as a large amount of time spent with her teaching me that I overestimate the price of just about everything in life. It was a really nice call, and honestly, it makes me feel a bit better about having to come back to my home city once my work term here ends. It'll be nice to see all those old friends from my home city again, but I wonder: will things be close to the same once I get back, given how much I've changed since moving out here? Well, unfortunately for you all, I refuse to elaborate more on this, because I'm not sure if it really matters anymore. As far as I'm concerned, they're still talking to me now ain'they? On Sunday, I got my grocery pick up (mostly biryani ingredients, but also including cookies and cream ice cream! yummy.... mmmfghh) and got some of the biryani stuff ready (like cutting three onions and it being SUFFERING the whole time) before the call with Blue-haired. That call was quite fun, with us finishing the second case of the first game. He actually did very well with the case in my eyes, only missing a couple obvious things, mostly because the last time he touched this game was more than a month ago. This game is so fun when watching someone else play it, and even more fun when you're voicing the often-bipolar-ish characters of the series too. Once we ended the case with his favourite joke of this series by far, Maya's love of burgers, we ended the call too and I got to work cooking up my huge batch of biryani. I had already started marinating my chicken, but I think I underestimated how long this batch would take to cook. I was cooking enough biryani to last me a week, with 12 chicken drumsticks and a whole packet of spices, and it took me about 6 hours in total to cook. The first few were just stirring and a last few were just leaving it be with the lid closed. I ended my Sunday four hours after midnight, scooping all my biryani into four different containers. I think I definitely overcooked my chicken though, because the meat kept falling off the bone as I scooped it up. I wasn't even scraping it off or anything like that, just straight up lifting it. But, I can't lie. It smells good. It's going to be real hard to sleep tonight...
Future plans
So I guess I kinda got "invited" to one little thing, but I still think I managed to get most of this done, even if it was on a Sunday. Here's the results of last week's plans:
- Final report: Finished the executive summary and submitted on Monday, just in time for the bonus!
- Door: no progress
- Jeopardy board 1/2: finished and tested, themed around the Beatles.
- Grocery trip: See the short paragraph about Tuesday above, but I did do it a day late.
- Friday get-together: Done! So glad I did it.
Next up, the next Jeopardy board has to be written, and I'll probably have it involve beetles in some way. There's also some events upcoming: an archery tag event on Thursday and the Jeopardy event at work on Friday. But honestly, I think this week is going to be another one of those easy weeks as well.
Song of the week
'Working for the Weekend' (https://youtu.be/4eK_mRRwV78) by Loverboy is the song of the week. If there's one thing I've come to in understand in my year of working my first real, full-time job, it's the meaning of this song. Or at least, just the title phrase. "Working for the weekend" has kind of been my experience. It makes it so much better when you enjoy your position sure, but it's undeniable that my best memories while over here have been things that happpen outside work, as it should be. I think I'm a lot more close to what I consider a "full adult," but I think that for now, it's perfectly alright for me to live just a little. Maybe I don't understand this song fully, but after 52 weeks, I've surely gotten a little close.
Until next time
One year. One year with you, talking to you. One year of me, working, living, writing, making. 2024 was probably the best year of my life, and I think 2025 will rival that for sure. Maybe... eh, probably not. But you know what? As long as I can laugh at the end of it, it's a fine day all in all. See you later!
- bubbler