Today's Keyboard Smash

I have to resist the impulse to start counting the days again. It's not going to be like last week it's not going to be like last week it's not--

It's kind of feeling a lot like last week. They've put me on another job that just came out of development and was supposedly running well last week. This was supposed to be a...reward, I suppose, or an act of mercy. Instead, my trainer and I spent all day troubleshooting on a machine I've never run before and still have no real understanding of. Turns out, someone over the weekend reappropriated the water pump for our cooling system. Which would be why it was suddenly running like shit. Neat. Cool. Groovy.

Trainer's not going to be there tomorrow, so I just have to figure my shit out. I am so goddamn tired of these new products we're bringing out. Bloody nightmares, every one of them.

Had that rescheduled appointment with the rheumatologist. He's upping my dose of hydroxychloroquine. No real idea why. I said last time I was having increased joint pain and fatigue, compared to earlier this year, and he said everything seemed fine. This time, I said things were basically as they had been, and he's suddenly suggesting I go back to twice a day.

I was on twice daily when I first started on it a year and a half ago. I stopped taking that much because it seemed to be giving me panic attacks or some sort of circulatory event, because my heart would start racing for no apparent reason and seemingly at random. He insists that's Not A Thing, but try telling that to my heart, thanks. Not...not wild about trying this again, ngl. I feel like messing with my meds right now is the last thing I need to throw into the mix. But here we are.

Please, please, universe, take it easy on me for a hot minute, okay?

Lake Lewisia #599

If you're left with a pile of goopy pumpkin guts after hollowing out your jack-o-lantern-to-be, consider cleaning and drying the seeds to plant next year or baking them up into a tasty alternative to sunflower seeds. If your pumpkin proved to be full of something more unusual, such as small toys, slips of paper bearing cryptic fortunes, or the shed carapaces of large insects, those things can probably be planted as well, though the resulting crops will mostly yield something other than pumpkins. If, on the other hand, your pumpkin contained a small human or human-like creature, we can only offer congratulations on your new child and suggest you keep them well-watered until their vestigial stem begins to dry and wither on its own.

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LL#599