deathmtn

Converting yet another web app to build with rollup. Shaving 80K off of note-sender this time.

The guy got up at 4:30 to ask for water. I feel kind of lucky because it was after I had five contiguous hours of sleep.

30-minute run, around 6 PM.

I’ve been decent about working out each weekday. But I don’t think they do as much good at the end of the day. They still help with sleep, but I need consistent mood regulation during the day.

This is really important these days. It was a miserable day. The guy asked me to play with him in the afternoon, and I just ended up lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was not satisfied with this definition of play. I was angry and tired. Angry because—despite moderating news intake—of all the racist shit going on. Tired probably because I woke up in the middle of the night.

This state will recur, though. I gotta make sure the workouts happen before noon for real and that I go to bed on time every day.

Everyone else was out of the house, and I was cleaning and putting away the groceries. I was going to listen to another episode of the Daily, but it occurred to me that I could play loud music on the speaker, which is rare. 90% of my listening is on headphones. When we do listen to music on the speaker, it’s music we all agree on.

I put on the new Testament album, and it felt good. Really different from headphone listening. If you’re feeling miserable (I’ve sighed like 20 times today) right now, I highly recommend putting your music on speakers, loud. Let that double bass rumble through your apartment!

Just before bed, I got really angry about what Trump voters have done to us.

I got out of bed because I realize that I forgot to feed my current sourdough, and there it was: Bubbles throughout. It’s ready to bake with tomorrow. It’s nice to have one nice surprise.

Defunding the police seems politically unthinkable, but it would be so effective. But I was just introduced the idea that it might not be politically unthinkable in this reimagining police panel.

Body Count's Black Hoodie was my most listened song of 2018. It's the most relevant song of right now.

10-4-4-4-4-12.

Gonna start logging things that I can’t recall or can’t recall that quickly here. It seems to be an increasingly common occurrence as I age, but it’s also possibly confirmation bias.

Today’s thing: The name of the stupid system work hired to have people log their performance reviews, self-evals, and other nonsense.

The guy said to me, “Say say bo!”

So I replied, “Say bo!”

Then, he said, “Bo!”

Kids understand metaprogramming, I guess!

35-minute run, 10 pull-ups yesterday. Glad I’m not running today.