November 2022

I skipped October’s post. A dear, furry friend of ours passed away suddenly on October 30th, and I didn’t feel like writing. Or doing anything else besides thinking about Doughboy.

She loved bedtime. Here she is trying to coax me to bed, in one of my last photos of her.

Rest in purrs.

I started a new job. I manage product and user experience at a marketing agency, and it’s been a great change of pace from freelancing. This new position has me wearing a lot of the same hats I wore as a freelancer, but it’s more of my favorite hats and less of the boring ones.

I started working out with my new coworkers, and I made progress I’ve never come close to before. I overdid it on abs though, and squeezed abdominal fluid into my groin area. This resulted in a dramatic swelling of my equipment, and not the fun kind. It’s the first time I’ve been to the ER for myself. Everything turned out fine, and there was no pain, but now I’m waiting on a 4-digit bill for something that goes away on its own. Great! Could have been worse, though. Much worse.

I completed Chris Ferdinandi’s JavaScript course, Structure and Scale. It taught me a lot about classes and libraries in JavaScript, ES modules, web components, and service workers. I’m taking the next one on building web apps in January.

I’ve been playing Call of Duty: MW2 and Warhammer 40,000: Darktide. Both have had rocky launches, but I have to admit I’m enjoying this year’s codfish, and Darktide is a ton of fun. Overwatch 2, Cyberpunk 2077, and Battlefield 2042 have also warmed my Xbox this month.

I’ve been listening to the Darktide soundtrack (it’s a banger) and I’ve gotten back into a Melodium kick. Low Gravity is my favorite.

We’ve been watching Spy Family, Chainsaw Man, and Cyberpunk: Edgerunners. The latter made me want to play 2077.

The washer started leaking this past week. It’s a Whirlpool, and I’m getting flashbacks to when I did apartment maintenance. The apartments had Whirlpool appliances, and I have strong opinions about the quality. Wonder if it’s as simple as the door seal (it’s a front loader) or if it’s the Whirlpool classic: a hole burned through the drain pump. I’ll find out soon.