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Do people in Canada appreciate Trudeau the way that wistful/covetous American liberals do?
Or is it like when you (with neglectful/abusive parents) tell your friend that their (affectionate, involved, supportive) parents are so cool, and they say "eh they're alright I guess"?
[Insert here one of the pictures of Trudeau cheerfully celebrating pride, welcoming refugees in person, etc]
https://octodon.social/media/pwpwodvKdieNeRfDqNM Here's one at least.
That was supposed to include a picture of my squirrel, but uploading seems to be on the fritz. You will have to use your imagination.
Booboo, I am not for nibbles. Booboo, my phone is not for nibbles. Booboo, my shirt is not for nibbles.
New people have been added to team, survivors of a layoff at another site. I am sometimes baffled when they ask me things -- like, what kind of show were they running over there that the page is marked done and yet you have asked me twice if you can send it? And how are you you amazed at how fast I work, when you spent 40 minutes waiting for me to tell you I was done (until you ask because being marked done is apparently meaningless to you)?
Today, while in the bathroom, I had the thought "hey it's quiet in here I could work in here" and I think that is further evidence that I should never have children.
(The house is loud today because the dog keeps going "mom mom look at me mom i need to go out in the 90F heat and sniff things again mom" and the squirrel keeps rattling its cage because it knows I will eventually feed it formula which is much tastier than vegetables and rodent kibble.)
And also this makes me feel very old because, since sleeping late is not an option, the only way I can make up the lost sleep is by going to bed early on weekends. (Or napping, but naps tend to mess up my entire day.)
Lately I cannot sleep in, or even sleep until my alarm goes off at 9, because I wake up 8-8:30 needing to use the bathroom. Should I get up and go right away, or does that teach my body that I surrender? Should I hold it until my alarm goes off, or does that teach my brain that bed is a place for lying awake? WHAT DO? (And I already go to the bathroom before bed thanks)
"millennials are killing X" is code for
a) a tech company recently made an app that makes X more convenient, millennials like apps
b) millennials are doing X in a way that the older generation has been telling them is better (but hasn't been doing), eg – "If you cook at home you'll save money over eating out all the time", "Don't go out for black friday, it's not worth getting trampled"
c) boomers are grumpy as fuck and want to blame millennials for any damn thing just because
Mastodon is useful for cross-checking internet trends. Is everyone still talking about the orb? No, just one of my friends and his circle. Is everyone talking about covfefe? Yep. How long was that tweet up before it got deleted?
I avoidant-procrastinated on work last week. This morning I got an email from the client, steeled myself to open it... he assumed I missed the email where he agreed to my price. I answered cheerfully that I was glad we could agree and I'd get to work ASAP. I feel like the sword of Damocles dropped off-balance and is now safely, harmlessly stuck in the wood of the throne.
Thing I am looking forward to as I try to get new job: no longer sitting across from my current boss, who is a great guy but makes irregular throat-clicking noises.
The resume/cover letter for my current job was written in a rage when I was dicked around by HR of a job I was overqualified for. Maybe I need my boss to tell me raises aren't in the budget, or something, so I can rage-focus on this one.
Currently overthinking a job application/resume submittal. I don't expect to get the job, because it is a major company probably getting a zillion applications. And yet going into it knowing that, telling self "just fill it out, tell friend you did & pass on thanks for alert, and never worry about it again" is being surprisingly unhelpful in the unworry department.
Sticky would probably fail in the wild, even with SquirrelMom, because she is runty (~2/3 the size of Booboo) and can't nurse competently (Doesn't suck, so we have a special bottle with an extra hole in the nipple so it dribbles out for her; bites and yanks, so maybe mom would have kicked her out; makes a mess, hence 'Sticky')
Squirrel update: Am arranging cage purchase via Criagslist. Today we pulverized some rodent kibble and mixed it into their formula. Booboo's doing great. Sticky got another bath. Sticky's future dad started feeling :/ because a squirrel is 10-20 year commitment and the longer you have them, the likelier they are to fail in the wild if you decide to let them go. BUT Sticky would probably fail in the wild either way so he feels absolved of future-guilt with that being pointed out.
Rocket, the most rambunctious squirrel and frankly my favorite, died unexpectedly tonight. He was reportedly lethargic and uninterested in 10pm feeding, was presumed sleepy and still full from 5pm feeding. I found him dead at 1am feeding. I am worried for Sticky, who can't keep warm by herself and now only has Booboo to snuggle with. I am also worried for Booboo & Sticky both because Rocket was always the healthiest one.
I just realized that was a week ago. We found the squirrels a week ago (a day after trapping and relocating an adult squirrel, so this is our own fault) and they're already ~twice as big as they were then.
