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Yesterday I spun a bit, knit a bit. M left for his flight, and D and I
stayed home. The upstairs toilet started flushing itself, and we fixed it
by lengthening the chain. I finished the Cadfael novel. Leftovers for lunch
and dinner, fire afterwards. Very chill day.

Yesterday I had four things on my todo list and I accomplished them all. I
photographed, catalogued and priced a pile of yarn for a friend who’s
learned to crochet and wanted to try using handspun — very exciting! I
roasted the butternut squash, potato, and a couple of sweet potatoes that
have been languishing since thanksgiving. I showered and washed my hair.
And I went to the doctor. Go me!

After dinner we did the trash (cleaned out the fridge) and the crossword.

I spent most of the evening troubleshooting some issues with T’s machines,
rearranging a few things so we could put overflow compute tasks on some of
W’s old machines, and alternately fighting with the tangled mass of
filesystem mounts to resolve a full disk and fighting with apt to finish
installing a kernel update. The deadline for NAACL is Monday, which makes
everything rather more urgent than it would otherwise be.

Yesterday I spun some more TunisX, fixed some bugs and did some simple
speed optimizations, worked on an activity for R, and read more of the
Gladstone&c. My wool order from FabricMart arrived, and while some things
are lighter weight than expected, they’ll still work. Might make a
reversible skirt instead for extra warmth and wear with a petticoat in
place of a lining. Dinner, crossword, and python debugging for P.

Yesterday I did ballot research, spun some more TunisX, voted, worked on an
activity for R, started a big merge of F’s changes (substantial) into mine
(“major” is an understatement), and met with our project group to discuss
progress and next steps. P had a late meeting with a student so I was solo
on the shuttle, then I cooked another batch of rice berry and made dinner.
Had some birthday brownie for dessert which was nice for about five minutes
then not nice for a couple hours, but it was handlable through more work on
my PL assignment. Cerebral stuff often helps so long as it’s sufficiently
sticky/engaging to resist intrusive thoughts.

Yesterday we went to the farmers market and got apples, banana bread, and
onions, and then I went to gluuteny and got birthday treats (gingerbread
and a brownie!). The sun was up before seven because daylight savings
finally released it from its grip, which was an excellent present as well.
P got me a neat textbook on machine embroidery, the luggage I got myself is
lovely, and P’s mom sent a really warm alpaca throw I will definitely be
cocooned in all winter. Everybody who normally calls called, and I got the
apples into the dehydrator and made wee crisps with the scraps. Need to
figure out how to make them a bit sturdier so they come out of the pan more
easily, but still delicious as a pile. No measurements, so no recipe,
sorry.

We did the crossword in reasonable time, I spun a few more rolags of the
Tunis, and we watched two episodes of bake-off:Beginnings which is now on
Netflix.

A good birthday.

Yesterday I plied two bobbins of the blue and green Romney, went to therapy
and unloaded all of this week’s terrible bullshit, then fixed the LDAP
server hard enough to give new accounts to our postdoc. Also fixed part of
the website that was broken because NFS, and started a huge chart on my
window for which data is located on which drive attached to which server.
I’ve done all the obvious stuff; next week I want to add the non-obvious
stuff like where the website reaches outside its area to serve downloadable
copies of the KB.

Dinner, crossword, bed.

Yesterday I spun some more blue and green Romney, and had a remarkably
productive afternoon at work where I just kept adding new features and
tests kept passing.

I’ve been reading a new book called Court of Fives that’s kind of like if
you made Anne of Green Gables (effusive, melodramatic) a biracial girl
being raised in the noble class in a weird colonized version of ancient
Egypt (necropolis, theocracy, racism). Fives is an athletic puzzle that
often maims or kills its players, and she’s quite good at it. The first
half of the book should have been better edited, as most of the exposition
sounds like it was just copy-pasted from the author’s worldbuilding notes,
but once she starts breaking laws to save her family, it picks up.

I’ve been playing a game called Topsoil, a space-planning game whose
strategy reminds me of threes but whose gameplay is completely different.

Yesterday I packed and shipped a sale from my Etsy shop (...I need to raise
my shipping prices), spun some more blue and green Romney and finished
another bobbin, had lunch with P and S at Phipps, had another session with
R, and resolved a few more details about resetting the nell servers. It
turns out the data we want to retain, which appeared to all be located in a
single directory, is actually stored on three separate servers cross
mounted twice in an epic handwritten fstab. Oof.

Got over-chilled on the way home, so spent an hour under the covers
listening to Autonomous (biomedical patent dystopia with genderless AI
robots, excellent, recommend) which turned into a nap. Dinner, trash,
crossword, sleep.
chores

Yesterday I spun more blue and green Romney, added a hack to the parser so
it would properly match implicit indirect objects sometimes, had a first
session with R about types, and found a bug in the hack. I wore my sherpa
coat, so I was much less cold, and it was good. Beverage and ceramics
forums, dinner and crossword, Akata Warrior, sleep.

Yesterday I finished a bobbin of blue and green Romney, fixed and then
thoroughly broke the parser again, and read a bunch more Akata Witch.

After work we went to Legume for dinner with A, which was delightful— they
did me a modified vegan plate with beans, roast turnips, and escarole. A
had swordfish with a chard broth instead of tomato, and P had monkfish just
as it came. I had a taste of A’s gingerbread with poached pears for
dessert, and it was likewise fabulous. Good to have another place I can go!
A is in good shape too, with most of the struggles on the logistical end of
things rather than on the convincing/arguing ends, which, if you have to
have problems, is the preferable way to arrange them. Good conversations
and stories were had by all.

Mom called while we were out, and we got back far too late to call her back
with any brain cells to spare, so I’m going to try and write to her today.