
Work Today

Work had me feeling like I’d travelled back in time today. First it seemed I had completely backtracked with a coworker who was again somehow thinking it was my job to do his team’s patching coordination. And then I received an email from a coworker who had left the company a few months ago. He appears to be in the exact same position again, and everyone’s acting like nothing happened.
I actually checked through my old emails to find his farewell letter to be sure I wasn’t having a stroke or something. Nope, there was the email. I guess that other company didn’t work out…
So anyway, I guess I’m still here in 2025. I had the slightest hope I was reset back to before the 2024 election for a second there. If only.
Giant Husband and I attended Ghost’s Skeletour over the weekend. This was our second ritual. This time in Vegas, which was cool. And I just have to say,
It was AMAZING.
Amen.
I realized something this morning.
The best Christmas my family ever had when I was growing up was the one time my parents actually accepted help. To them, the reason we kids enjoyed it so much was because we were given more than we deserved. We were spoiled, and happy about it.
That wasn’t it. In fact, it really wasn’t that much at all.
It was the thoughtfulness they, possibly even strangers, put into the gifts.
It was the feeling of actually being seen.
Care from strangers > “care” from parents.
Today I tried to use Sora to create an image showing how it feels trying to meet expectations as a woman in today’s society. It’s not perfect, but I think it gets the point across.
Injections, plastic surgery, plenty of makeup, great hair of course… you get the idea.
By contrast, I feel like a suit and a quick brush is all that’s needed for many men to feel presentable.
He looks so happy…
This guy made a working (shoots water) turret from the Fallout games. So. Freaking. Amazing.
He has some serious talents.
I love this so much, I had to create this with Sora:
My cat pulled a cey of my gaming laptop. And now I am not otay.