nicole @nicole@myna.social

The other thing I seem to have hundreds of are weird computer cables. 🙄

If it doesn’t terminate in USB-C, it’s gone. I only have the work laptop and the one pink iMac (leave me alone; it’s super cute). The desire to tinker with these things was put to rest years ago; I’d rather focus on my cooking.

Board games.

I own hundreds of them.

I don’t know why but pre-transition I obsessively collected them. Whatever that was, now they have effectively zero pull.

I won’t be moving with them, so I’ll need to either commit myself to the drudgery of selling them over time, donate them, or some subtle blend of the two.

But, for now, they sit on shelves in the garage, glowering at me. 😣

@charliejane I do this with all iOS subscriptions as well.

The ability to cancel subscriptions so easily, without emailing or talking to a human, is why I will always sign up for a subscription through the App Store if possible.

Packing up camera stuff to move. 🙄

I’m not a gear head. I own two digital cameras and two film cameras, and maybe six lenses between all four.

Each camera has a totally different utility, and I will probably put one or both film cameras to bed with this move. Voila, two digital cameras. 🪄

But I do studio portraiture.

And I plan to do more of it in SF.

This means I also have to reason about backdrops, lights, stands, umbrellas, snoots, reflectors, cards, … 🥺

@Ultrarunfamily til “mystery knit along” 🧶

Visited Super Nintendo Land when I was in Ōsaka. Last time I was there, it was under construction; you could see some of these props from our hotel window, under tarps in a parking lot.

The Mario Kart ride was utter trash. The weird pizza hand pie my friend had waiting for me when I emerged from the restroom, however, was delish.

Oh dear. Poor Things has confounded me. I love the dressing; I love the performances; I love the humor; I love so much of the message, and yet … I didn’t really care for it at all. 🙃

When I saw my mother last week, she tried to gift me a haggle of purses. They were all very nice, and very black, white, brown, and gray.

“You don’t like them, do you?”
“What gives you that idea?”
“Your coat.”

Moms!

@dskuza miss u 2

Yes’m.

@jonathankoren even contextless, I’m here for the intercom dramatics. 🍿🫢

Whenever I come to SF for a doctors’ appointment or work I take the ferry home. Along the way, I stop in at the wine bar in the ferry building for a glass or two.

I’m probably not going to do either of those things again after today’s check-in (there must be better wine bars closer to my new home), so this is my parting toast. 😘

Okay, revision FFS scheduled for July.

Minor stuff: there’s a mystery dent in my forehead and my lip lift is a little off target.

DB is being a swell perfectionist and waiving the forehead work. 🥰

@cederbs sometimes, I look at everything I’ve managed since burning out and boggle at the possibility of what could be accomplished if we were all allowed to take better care of ourselves. 😂

@Alexis strongly agree that the connection to SC detracts from the experience. I kept wondering what I’d missed in SC that was relevant here, but … there’s nothing there.

But, wow, I’ve never seen the performative aspect of identity laid so bare. Been trying to drag @pauline through this one for a year now.

Going to miss this midget.

@Natasha_Jay ❤️❤️❤️

Third week back from Japan and I still don’t feel like I’m actually back.

Stepping back into my shoes at work has been particularly challenging: I lost my design and research partners, without who I can’t even tell all the different shoes apart.

A company reorg, role-reduction, depression, and the decision to seperate and divorce might also be angular momentum on the surreality dial.

The clocks must be at room temperature; they spread easily enough under the butter knife.

Nomnom gnomon.

The Barbie-themed Oscars celebration where Barbie hardly won anything at all was the most-Ken thing I’ve seen this year.