Are you tired? You look tired.
Are you tired? You look tired.
How it feels to spend your Saturday doing a 9 hour shift debugging a stupid fucking program you wrote months ago while having to wait hours for yocto images to compile.
"Gladys" by Will Barnet, 1936, for the Federal Art Project NYC WPA. Signed, dated, and stamped print from engraving. Via the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture, Art and Artifacts Division, https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/89298b00-d56d-0131-04b3-58d385a7bbd0. #WomenInArt #Tired
Good evening from a chilly Friday evening in Sheffield, I hope you are all well
1. I'm glad it is the weekend as it has been a long, busy week at work due to an impending deadline for a large project that was today and there was a bit of last minute tiding up of data I had to help with
2. Friday night is Top of the Pops night
3. Fabulous new flared trousers in a cottagecore inspired fabric that fit perfectly from Run and Fly
Dust. Wind. Dude.
One of the more pleasant compositions from the sand water painting thingy. It’s like, the Lava Lamp of hourglasses.
Good morning, all. Mentally a bit better today. Tired though because I didn't sleep last night.
Wake up at 2:30am. Can’t sleep. See that Light In The Attic Records is having a sale. Order vinyl. Still can’t sleep.
I did 90% of ALL The THINGS today and now I am the knackered.
It’s #summer time, hot and I’ve found another photo of the outdoor #pool I learned to swim in.
The intermediate pool where I started. You’d graduate to L6 then get kicked out to the big pool. I’d swear I learned in the #winter, freezing my arse-off. Finish a Saturday session #cold, #tired and #hungry. The smell of chlorine and hot sausage rolls.
Pulled down in 2010
source <https://flickr.com/photos/bootload/albums/72157706074401655/with/4483040153> #OutdoorPool / #OlympicPool / #Greensborough / #Melbourne
Their needs pile like snow
Burying my own wishes
Deep beneath their drifts
Woke up an hour ealier than normal and it's like I haven't slept at all. Send #coffee.
‘What many of us feel’: why ‘enshittification’ is Macquarie Dictionary’s word of the year
Third separate bicycle ride to run an errand today, whew. (generally I try to do them all at the same time, once, so I don't have to ride uphill back home multiple times). And now you know why I think going to the gym is silly, LOL. (caveat: except those folks specifically prescribed to go to the gym for physical therapy/recovery/no place outdoors to exercise/etc. etc.) #tired
This poem by Cleo Wade is absolutely perfect for this moment in time. You can also watch her read it here:
https://www.instagram.com/p/B10-r-cn961/
(Note: alt text includes entire poem with periods at line breaks.)
Hat tip:
@eco_amandine