My updates this year seem to be "worked; wrote common lisp; canceled plans to leave house". This week is the same. It was my birthday. As you know. I was planning on eating cheese in the bath like on new years, but instead I spent the day shopping for a new espresso machine and then getting the espresso machine and then looking at the espresso machine. I was meant to go out on Tuesday night but I have some really bad gender-dysphoria-going-on-agoraphobia type thing at the moment that has kept me safe and quiet in my home. My home has no bubble bath in it. It has coffee. The problem with the new espresso machine is it's very good, and now I need a new grinder. It's funny how these kinds thing work. Tier one, you pay a little but you have to do everything yourself. Tier two, you pay a bunch more money but everything is done for you. Tier three, you pay an extremely foolish amount of money and you get to do everything yourself. There is a pair of zuchinis on my kitchen table and I don't know what to do about it. At work I published a post on the internal blogging platform. I mentioned it had been my birthday and explained that everybody who didn't wish me a happy birthday is now on a list. Afterwards people DM'd me on various communication systems wishing me a happy birthday. Do they think that gets them taken off the list? The list is immutable. There is no way off the list. I have a headache. I'm probably dehydrated. I've probably never wished any of them a happy birthday. Not sure if the headache is getting worse or if it's more noticeable now that I'm trying to write. Maybe it's a lack of oxygen. That's not just for coffee, that tier system. Other things too. Many hobbies and crafts are like that, aren't they? I'd crack open a window but it sure is cold in here. There isn't really a list for people who didn't wish me a happy birthday. Maybe I could go for a walk. OK, I'll turn the heating on and crack open a window. I ate two eggs today. Two eggs ought to be enough for anyone. I guess it's 6pm and two eggs isn't enough for anyone. OK. I guess I'll spiralize them, the courgettes, eat them with cheese.

The week

By the end of the week I'd got sick and had to take a couple days off. Moments about a point.

It's my birthday next week. I'll be taking some time off to eat cheese in the bath. This is how I celebrate all events in 2023. New Year's - cheddar in the bath. Birthday - cheddar in the bath. Vernal equinox - ossau iraty in the shower. Easter - soak inside hot burrata for 3 days and emerge reborn. May day - brebis.

There was an event on Friday evening that I was meant to be attending with dearest Duckie and Pixie, but it was cancelled at the last minute. Luckily I had a backup plan which was just as enjoyable: doing literally nothing at all. 😌

On Saturday I tidied my entire apartment. Floors have been steamed. Walls have been scrubbed. There is so much space. It's fun to tidy the apartment and then rotate the sofa. It's like moving home. While I was tidying I kept breaking my own heart, telling myself things I know not to true. I mean, it is true that I have said no to a wonderful life. The only problem is it would not have been my life.

I'll pop off to the market now to see if they have any paneer. If not, i'll try my luck with lemon juice and a bucket of milk.

Questions

• What is the most springtime of the cheeses?

Tips

• With a clean rabbit and a tidy home you can do anything.
• If you think of something that makes you laugh, try adding it as a reminder so one day you wake up to a notification like:

DUE TODAY
yahoo stands for yet another hoo

• Listening to highly melodic music you know well through distortion and delay and ring modulators feels very good. Much like rubbing your hands against the bark of a strong tree.
• Writing the song "Nature Boy" is a greater thing in life than learning to love and be loved in return.

Let's see, let's see…

Got some good stuff finished at the coal mine. Had a little break-up. Have spent the whole weekend eating smoked mackerel, playing mario and writing emacs lisp. There was also a bath on Sunday.

Becky Avery thinks it's over for me. All vegetable curries and a water please thank-you from here on out. Maybe she's right. Though I am planning on drinking an entire bottle of Patrón on March 2nd. Should probably take that day as annual leave.

Light week, as has been the pattern so far this year. My days have been intense but it's all work stuff and I have no interest in discussing it here.

computer

I spent most of Saturday writing hundreds of lines of lisp to make it so I can see my calendar events in Org and take notes on them that will not go away when the list is updated. Here's what it does:

1. Grab my work calendar from the Google website
2. Filter out anything that's older or newer than 7 days from today
3. Open up the .org file and store all the current event IDs (as current-event-ids)
4. Go through the events from the Google calendar and a. if they exist: update their details (time, video-call, link) b. if they don't: create them (adding their meeting description in a quote block)
5. Compare the IDs from the calendar with the current-event-ids
6. Archive any events that were not in the calendar

This way it keeps all my old notes using Org's normal archive functions, and my current notes appear alongside the meeting when I look at it in the agenda or on Beorg on my telephone. It's great. It even converts Google Calendar's html into Org syntax. lol. haha.

ok

Anyway i'm handling the inevitable end of that relationship by writing emacs lisp. I haven't eaten today. I'll go for a walk.

good bye