heroes for ghosts
Oct. 11th, 2022 09:20 pmIt turns out that when you're a grown-up you can just make yourself a coffeecake and a big mug of tea and rewatch She-Ra and feel sorry for yourself, and no one can stop you. It's pretty neat.
I did not make the coffeecake in the toaster oven, because I did not feel up to dealing with a failed coffeecake. Also coffeecake calls for 375F, which is a temperature that my toaster oven does not do. It does temperatures by button pushes, which is a little weird, and the temp settings are labeled in both C and F, which is a little weird... and they increment by 20C. So there's 180C / 355F, which is close enough to 350 that's fine, and then 200C/390F, and then 220C/425F which is at least a real number. "Quirky," the reviews said. I am inclined to agree.
A friend writes My goal since March 2020 has been "do not give anyone covid" and honestly same. Like, I guess my main goal was "don't get it myself" and then "don't get it again" but "don't give to anyone else" has been pretty high up there as well. So I continue to wear masks on transit and indoors in public places as much as I can, and I limit my going-out-to-things, etc etc. It feels futile at this point but not doing it would feel futile and defeatist, so I continue.
I've put in to adopt a senior cat from the New West animal shelter. There was also an article today in a local newssite about how the shelter is overcrowded, so I may have a cat by the weekend. He comes with the name "Tuppert" which is phonemically awkward and may need to be changed. Then again when Jonathan C-- adopted his latest cat Walter he reported "we were going to change it to something more in line with our other cats, something like Derp Gently... but it turns out he answers to Walter, so we're kind of stuck with it." Tuppert is a reasonably handsome twelve-year-old tuxedo-ish. We shall see what comes of it.
And now I have a workmeeting in ten minutes, to bookend the workmeeting at seven AM every morning. The joys of working with a team based in India. At least I'm still employed.
I did not make the coffeecake in the toaster oven, because I did not feel up to dealing with a failed coffeecake. Also coffeecake calls for 375F, which is a temperature that my toaster oven does not do. It does temperatures by button pushes, which is a little weird, and the temp settings are labeled in both C and F, which is a little weird... and they increment by 20C. So there's 180C / 355F, which is close enough to 350 that's fine, and then 200C/390F, and then 220C/425F which is at least a real number. "Quirky," the reviews said. I am inclined to agree.
A friend writes My goal since March 2020 has been "do not give anyone covid" and honestly same. Like, I guess my main goal was "don't get it myself" and then "don't get it again" but "don't give to anyone else" has been pretty high up there as well. So I continue to wear masks on transit and indoors in public places as much as I can, and I limit my going-out-to-things, etc etc. It feels futile at this point but not doing it would feel futile and defeatist, so I continue.
I've put in to adopt a senior cat from the New West animal shelter. There was also an article today in a local newssite about how the shelter is overcrowded, so I may have a cat by the weekend. He comes with the name "Tuppert" which is phonemically awkward and may need to be changed. Then again when Jonathan C-- adopted his latest cat Walter he reported "we were going to change it to something more in line with our other cats, something like Derp Gently... but it turns out he answers to Walter, so we're kind of stuck with it." Tuppert is a reasonably handsome twelve-year-old tuxedo-ish. We shall see what comes of it.
And now I have a workmeeting in ten minutes, to bookend the workmeeting at seven AM every morning. The joys of working with a team based in India. At least I'm still employed.