The sheets I processed this morning are just backups of other mediocre setups (probably why they were never processed: why yawn twice?).
In one envelope, I found two sheets that are basically glued together. I have them soaking in a warm bath now, but I have little hope for them: the run-off from the first rinse was gray. ☹️
It's been a minute, so I'd forgotten that you need to load the sheets emulsion side inwards on a MOD45 reel. 😑
Also, I'm out of fixer. #photography
I found a several sheets of unprocessed 4x5 film in the back of my closet. Tomorrow goals. #photography
Next up: #ReturnToMonkeyIsland. I mean, if I’m going to play only one or two more video games in my life, it would make total sense for them to be B teen horror film simulator and a silly pirate puzzle box.
I haven’t played a video game in a literal year. The interest just sort of faded away along with the testosterone. This doesn’t seem to be a commonly-reported side effect of HRT— just a me-doing-me thing.
The lesson to take from the big layoffs at Twitter and Facebook is this: "The job will never love you back." No matter how much effort you put in, no matter how clever you are, no matter how long you've committed yourself to $COMPANY, when push comes to shove, you're just a replaceable part in the machine.
Keep your weekends and your evenings. Leave your bugs at work. Your time is for you, and your boss won't send you flowers.
For Halloween this year, the Pocket web team dressed up as #adventuretime, which was just totally fab.
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Product-Engineering Manager for a software product portfolio; former iOS dev; attorney (CA/IL); large-format photographer; marriage ministress; cinema nut; weeb; lifelong weird girl.
Lover of myths, legends, fairy tales, fantasies, and folklore; 6502 assembly aspirer; book hoarder; gaming nostalgist; gore-adverse, torture-adverse feminist horror film fan; food worshipper; Slack poet; ace-demi-recipro-crier; a total and complete mess.
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