Okay, so the two sheets that were stuck together were unrecoverable, as feared. Of the other four: two were blank, and two were photos of an antique store that came up in conversation just yesterday. (😳)
Or maybe it’s just because, on my character sheet, there is one tag that stands above them all: #opsimath. 😌
Yeah, that’s probably it. #latetoeveryparty
Maybe it’s because of the lack of ABI stability; or because early versions had poor support for multiple protocol conformance; or the (still) immature state of the debug tools; or the fact that, for a very long time, while it let you do old things in a new way, it didn’t actually let you do anything new; or maybe because after a decade+ of C supersets, #Swift feels like safety scissors.
If you know me, you might wonder, “Nicole, you’ve been an iOS developer for 13 years; you’ve led multiple iOS teams; you manage a team of Swift developers—how is that you’re only reading about #Swift now!?”
Wiping away the tears and snuggling up with Eidhof’s Advanced #Swift.
Every once and awhile, usually towards the end of a chapter, there’s a sentence or two that are just too square for me to easily squeeze through my round eye holes.
“Under the hood, instance methods are modeled as functions that, given an instance, return another function that then operates on the instance.”
📖🧱➡️🫣💦
Read. Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. Ahhhhhhh.
Standing on scale to find yourself three pounds heaver. 🤔
Realizing it must be water weight. 😳
Investigating yesterday’s food log. 🧐
Realizing that the meal planner you used didn’t take into account the _salt_ on your salt and pepper bagel. 🫣
Realizing that you consumed 6x your allotted sodium the day before. And 3x this morning. 😵💫
Crying. Because, of course you are. 😭
T-4 Days.
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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