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The feds inspected the T, and it’s a lot like a Massachusetts house.

14 pull-ups.

- Heh, more rewriting on Operational.
- Client C work.
- Went to see an apartment.
- Did another rental application.
- Rental searching.
- Laundry.
- Made dinner.

I feel good about finally getting some significant client work in. Hopefully, that can continue. I am concerned that we didn't get the apartment that we applied for yesterday, but I'm glad that I don't feel total dread, which I should feel if my brain was being consistent. Maybe it was just like, eh, that's plenty of dread for a couple days; let's just shut it off for health reasons.

From the intro of Le Guin’s Language of the Night, 1989:

The principal revision involves the so-called “generic pronoun” he. It has been changed, following context, euphony or whim, to they,
she, one, I, you orwe. This is, of course, a political change (just as the substitution of he for they as the “correct” written form of the singular generic pronoun—see the OED--—-was a political act).

She was way ahead of bringing back the singular “they”, which was around as early as 1375:

In the eighteenth century, grammarians began warning that singular they was an error because a plural pronoun can’t take a singular antecedent. They clearly forgot that singular you was a plural pronoun that had become singular as well. You functioned as a polite singular for centuries, but in the seventeenth century singular you replaced thou, thee, and thy, except for some dialect use.

36-minute run. 14 pull-ups. I really need these these days.

- Did the maybe-final solo edit on "operational".
- Emailed a friend back.
- Went to see three apartments. They were OK to not good.
- Took the guy to social class and a new library. (Now that there's no more homework, we have to kill time between school and class.)
- Got groceries.
- Filled out a rental application.
- Went to electronic music group. No else showed up. I used that time to work some more on my Aurora Drawrer.
- Emailed some companies back.

I really felt the dread from having our living situation being unresolved this far out. It was intense. When we were planning this out, we thought, we have all the until mid-July to find another place. But I somehow didn't think about how it would feel if we weren't settled with only a month left to go.

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

I think I'd like a ventilation ziggurat. Also, that thing about the owner working in an office with a Chipotle on the first floor is just too real.

I almost almost responded to a letter to a local news site. It was about how people in Cambridge should stop wearing masks because it harshes the community "vibe".

In the interest of not "wasting" text, here's my response:

This letter boils down to: "People don't look the way I want them to. People, change how you look on my behalf." Even putting aside personal safety, in America, you can dress how you like, as long as you're not nude.

I probably shouldn't respond to cranks, but people that are actually really happy with Cambridge schools. They're incredibly well-resourced, and they've done an amazing job of keeping kids both happy and sharp.

Families that have left (and this will probably include us soon) have left because they need more space and housing prices in Cambridge are crushing.

- Chaperoned a second grade field trip. That was a lot, man.
- Did an interview.
- Real estate communication.

This was technically "fun" rather than a task, but we went to the school's family movie night, where we had to sit on the floor for 1.5 hours, which is a challenge at this age.

That's pretty much all I had in me.

I just chaperoned a second grade field trip. Teachers genuinely deserve like 200K salaries. Tracking four kids on the T, the street, and the aquarium is like playing a real-time strategy game in which guys that you click on only respond a third of the time.

It was fun, though. People being genuinely excited about things is kind of amazing.

- Dropped off, picked up, dropped off.
- Made carnitas.
- Made a keyboard adjustment. I use the browser tab nav way often than I thought, so the shortcut for that at the lower left and lower right of the keyboard make my pinkies work too much. I'm trying them out on another layer on some thumb keys.
- Talked to a financial advisor. Verified that my idea that probably wouldn't work actually wouldn't work, and it was good to hear why.
- Client C work.
- Talked to someone currently at Recurse who's an audio engineer. We had this interesting talk about how weird it is that sometimes browsers end up being better at things than software built for more specific purposes is. He was saying that Avid won't deal with H264 and will force you to convert to an uncompressed format, but browsers are really good at decoding at arbitrary positions in a video quickly. It's lot like browsers being good at kerning when so many apps and libraries are terrible at it. This was really refreshing.
- Went to see an apartment. Got all the stuff together to apply for it.
- Made Chipotle-style burritos. They were good! The secret to the rice is getting each grain coated in oil and lime juice at room temperature for a little while, which I heard from Katie is the secret to restaurant-style fried rice.
- Katt found out that the owner of the apartment is a local nut who has lost like 20 runs for city council. He says stuff like "all lives matter" and answers question about whether we should build affordable housing with statements like there's 200 nationalities trying to get affordable housing. We found out he is also a bad landlord who sits in front of his house saying weird things to passersby. So, we cancelled our application.

Ten burpees. That's all I got today.

Ouch. You never know when a knock knock joke is going to end in Nazis.

Phishing is the criminal career path for kids that like to say "smells like updog in here."

- Dropped off, picked up, dropped off, picked up.
- Researched real estate listings.
- Interview. (Learned interesting stuff about building your own house in the side chat.)
- Toured a backup apartment. That took way longer than we wanted.
- Fixed Anoited. Feels good, even though the fix is a workaround.

That's not a long list, but I felt busy all day, and really tired by the time we went to the apartment.

14 pull-ups.

A comfy synth artist's track on a vampire-themed dungeon synth compilation.

It's good! It remains comfy synth while fitting the theme.

I guess this is sort of obvious but also forgettable, so it's nice to be reminded that you should text carefully.

- Client B work.
- Interview.
- Emailed about an apartment.
- Went to see an apartment.
- Made some rice.
- School communication.
- Realtor communication.
- Client C work.
- Rendered the almost-final mix of the "Operational" piece. I think there's just one more arrangement change to make.
- May have made some progress in working around a bug that's messing up my Noita blog.

It felt like a better day! Much of that is possibly attributable to back health.

Oh, yeah, ~38-minute run, 14 pull-ups this morning. My back feels fine! I guess extensive stretching and tennis-balling is now pretty much mandatory.