More apocalypse, less angst
I keep thinking that after so many colds in the last few months—plus Covid in the spring—I must be immune to whatever is currently going around. Alas, this has not been true. I’ve come down with my third cold since July, picked up somewhere… Continue Reading “Post #3311: Notes from my future self”
I had a meeting with someone in a somewhat job adjacent field last week. He was young, maybe only 28 or so, but knew what he was talking about, and took himself very seriously. Not in an imperious/obnoxious way, but in the way of… Continue Reading “Post #3310: Serious thinking”
I’ve been sick with a cold since mid-week. Brian brought it home from Ottawa on Sunday, and by Wednesday the tell-tale signs—sore throat, exhaustion—were upon me. I still had to work yesterday even though I wasn’t really fit to; my manager’s mom died a… Continue Reading “Post #3309: Rest and retirement”