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Both in a new conference called ERAS (Engineering Reliable Autonomous Systems). The first looks at how a system - e.g., a drone on a patrol - might decide to skip some patrol points if it realises it can't reach all of them. The second attempts to catalogue the kinds of things people want from a computer explanation. Explainability is big in AI at the moment, but explanation is quite a slippery term and its not clear that the support for explainability that's being developed actually meets what people want.

miriad

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Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: The Rocking Chair
Current Music: IHIP News podcast

wychwood

It's October at last! Sadly my calendar is not actually much better, although I am at least only having to go into the office a normal amount at the moment. We also held the annual new altar server training at church and I have either done or fobbed off onto an appropriate person all the follow-up tasks, except for a one-off training for someone who couldn't make the session and getting my DBS paperwork filled out again. Apparently they expire every three years but no one actually tells you when it happens so it's just, like, up to you to know this and remember to do something about it?? But now I know, and have forms to collect at the weekend.

Apparently I also have to provide three forms of ID, which sounds pretty intense, especially since a) I've been DBSed before (admittedly in 2018) and b) I've been serving here for over thirty years, but hopefully I do actually have enough documents for the purpose. It's easier now that I'm the one paying the bills and council tax on my residence (living with my parents, I really didn't have much!), but most of that's email these days, not paper, so it starts getting complicated again.

Yesterday was a dead loss, and today wasn't much better, but I did eventually get the initial monthly reports out to all the teams, which is something even if a good day would normally see them sent out before noon rather than after my official finishing time for the day. And yesterday I went out after work for my eye screening, except the bus didn't show up (or was at least 4 minutes early) and the next one was twenty minutes later and meant I'd be at least fifteen minutes late, so I had to cancel the appointment and rebook for later in the month (in a week when I was already out four week-nights, to make a full set of five!!). Tonight is choir, which I'm hoping will be less of a wash out; my lift made it back home in time to collect me, after saying this morning that I'd have to take the train, so I'm taking that as a good sign.

I'm feeling very burned out at the moment, but also I can't take any annual leave this month because there's urgent testing for the next three weeks, so I'm back to turning down everything I can and trying to go to bed on time instead of revenge procrastinating to make myself feel like I'm in control of something...

kaberett

And then today's cookbook browsing introduced me to the concept of allorino! But the internet can't agree on whether it should be made with bay leaves, bay flowers, or bay berries. So clearly the correct solution here is Some Of Each, right.

(I am also contemplating whether I want to add finely chopped fresh bay to the quince buckwheat upside-down cake that is high on my priority list for things to cook over the next few days, given how much I love the Ottolenghi lemon & bay cake...)

Meanwhile, my other recreational reading today introduced me to the concept of the "Brompton Cocktail".

( End-of-life care circa the 1980s, with specific reference to terminal cancer. )

purplecat

Two Doctor Who companion outfits for your delectation and delight! Outfits selected by a mixture of ones I, personally, like; lists on the internet; and a certain random element.

( Outfits below the Cut )

Vote for your favourite of these costumes. Use whatever criteria you please - most practical, most outrageously spacey, most of its decade!

Voting will remain open for at least six days.

Costume Bracket Masterlist

Images are a mixture of my own screencaps, screencaps from Lost in Time Graphics, PCJ's Whoniverse Gallery, and random Google searches.

chebe

When I made Seamwork's Chip, a moto-style cardi-jacket, last time a few things went quite wrong. So, eh, let's try again?

( Details )

Finished, front, half zipped closed
Photo by chebe

tcpip

Last Sunday was the 50th anniversary of the "Spaghetti House Siege", and my home was probably the only place in the world that held a "linner" (lunch-dinner) recalling the event. Instead of spaghetti, I delved into my moderate Italian heritage and held a "gnocchi fest", which is certainly my favourite food. During the day myself, Kate, Mel, Terry, Martin, Nitul, and Simon attended and later in the evening Marc joined in as well, with Mayday the rat deciding to keep company (Mayhem waddled home in preference). Prepared for the possibility of a few more attendees and, as is my wont, I over-catered, which is hardly a problem. My big surprise was the dessert gnocchi with pannacotta gelato. Anyway, it was insanely delicious, the company and conversation superb, the French sparkling and Sicilian lemon cordial flowed, and really, I just touched the surface of this amazingly versatile dish.

Also thematically Italian, the previous day Kate and I ventured to the Astor, Melbourne's glorious art deco cinema, for the 30th anniversary screening of Baz Luhrmann's 1996 "Romeo + Juliet" with a live choir. I could have done without the choir, which really detracted, a lot, rather than added to the experience. The film has held up well, taking the Shakespeare classic and putting it into a 1990s American business-gangster setting with several cute hat-tips to the original, but importantly, directly using the script. It's aged pretty well; it captures violence and tragedy, for which the famous romance is a plot device and a cautionary tale. Actually, it's still a bit weird how popular culture to this day thinks Romeo and Juliet is a romance; at least six people die in three days!

In more improvised dramatic arts, Kate experienced her first session of an RPG, namely "Call of Cthulhu", which always works well for single-person introductory play. I have also been working my way through an ElfQuest article in honour of a current campaign I'm running and in recognition of Chaosium's re-release of the classic game. An excellent source on the themes of this long-running comic (since 1978!) has the evocative title by Madeline Ffitch, "How a Comic Book About Feral Elves Got Me Through Middle School". Finally, the weekend also saw me complete yet another essay for my doctoral studies on Climate Change denialism, this time taking to task one of the very few academic climatologists who has contrarian views, through some very interesting selective data choices. Apropos this, I made a little announcement at the gnocchi dinner party, which will be revealed publicly soon; every so often, one must make significant life changes, and the time is now.

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: The Rookery
Current Music: Corelli, Concerto Grossi Op 6

kaberett

Reading. ( Brosh, McMorland Hunter & Hughes, Melzack & Wall )

Dreamwidth! Down to two and a half months behind.

Writing. So many e-mails about objects. So many.

Watching. Farscape S02E06, Picture if You Will. The discussion about which of the Highly Specific Fetish Big Bads it was who was resurrecting in this particular context was entertaining in terms of highlighting the, you know, motifs. Of the work.

Playing. We have just managed some Fluxx. <3

Cooking. Batch of puff pastry for the sake of making two (of the three) things in East that call for it (because I could not quite bring myself to buy pre-made). Pleased with how the puff came out; mildly dubious about both the tomato, pistachio + saffron tart and the banana tarte tatin, but on the level of "I am unlikely to make these again", not "I regret making them".

Eating. On Tuesday we hit the point of Make The Internet Bring Us Pizza. The Pizza was very welcome.

Yesterday, Saturday, we went to say goodbye to Ruby Violet, i.e. we had cake for breakfast, along with hot chocolate. The flavours were all ones I was familiar with but I'm still pleased to have had them. (It is not impossible I will decide I want to make another trip by myself, though, especially given that they currently have the malted milk on...)

As mentioned we then also availed ourselves of an Ethiopian-and-Eritrean Veggie Combo and a piece of Japanese Curry Bread, both of which I am pleased to have experienced.

Exploring. St Pancras Waterpoint! Brief turn through Camley Street Natural Park.

Growing. Spinach that I thought was unlikely to still be viable turns out to in fact still be Extremely Viable! Spinach is go! And the lambs' lettuce has self-seeded nicely (so in fact I also had some of that plus some allotment rocket accompanying the tomato tart). Tomatoes continue to produce tomatoes. Peppers various looked very happy last time I went to see them ~~so now I want to overwinter them all~~. At home, the pineapple continues to grow and the lemongrass isn't obviously dead yet (and I'm doing something right with at least the larger of the two orchids...)

Observing. BAT, extremely obliging with the aerobatics. Good sunsets. Cyclamen various. Moon.

ari_linn

Некоторое время назад я обратил внимание, что люди в соцсетях испытывают болезненное пристрастие к кофе. Ну то есть у них эмоции не просто в стиле "если предложат кофе и чай, выберу кофе", а "без кружки кофе не могу начать день", постоянные фотографии кружек с кофе, обзоры кофеен и какие-то неимоверные траты денег на кофе из автоматов в месяц. С кофейным помешательством в соцсетях может посоревноваться только любовь достаточно большого количества граждан к острой еде. И опять-таки, эмоции там не в стиле "предпочитаю кушанья поострее", а "ел лапшу с соусом на два миллиона сковилей, рыдал от боли, пока ел, и на следующий день, когда срал, во время еды одежда промокла от пота, очень понравилось, завтра ещё пойду".

Я недоумевал, что именно в кофе и остром перце вызывает в огромном количестве людей такие эмоции, а потом просто погуглил. Объяснения оказались крайне прозаическими. Кофе — слабый наркотик (кофеин), отсутствие дозы вызывает неприятные ощущения. С острой пищей чуть сложнее: содержащийся в ней алкалоид капсаицин связывается с болевыми рецепторами, вызывая ощущение ожога. Физически никакого ожога не происходит, но мозг, получая сигналы боли, для ослабления крайне неприятных ощущений даёт команду "залить" их гормонами удовольствия — эндорфинами и дофамином. Сходный механизм получения удовольствия имеют сексуальные мазохисты. В целом, понятно, почему любовь к кофе и перцу вызывала у меня недоумение: видимо, отсутствие кофеиновой зависимости и мазохистических устремлений не дают мне испытать ощущения заядлых кофеманов и перцелюбов. К слову, ненавижу индийскую кухню: не понимаю, как можно портить хорошие продукты, заваливая их этими своими дебильными специями, от которых пропадает весь вкус и остаётся только ощущение ожога во рту. То же и мексиканцы, только у этих в кухне два вкуса: либо пресное говно, которое забыли посолить, либо остро так, что в рот не возьмёшь (но при этом опять-таки забыли посолить).

А, насчёт кофе: один раз я всё-таки им оскоромился. Было это, помнится, году так в 2018. Эффект вышел самый неожиданный. Однажды с утра я очень сильно не выспался и, придя на работу, почувствовал, что натурально засыпаю. Решил выпить кофе, благо на работе имелась большая кофемашина. Кофе был довольно мерзкий на вкус, но я выпил весь стакан, потому что меня в нём интересовал не вкус, а необходимость срочно взбодриться. Прошло минут двадцать, и никакой особой бодрости я не почувствовал, зато захотелось поссать. Ну пошёл, поссал, сел работать дальше. Прошло ещё пятнадцать минут, в течение которых я отчаянно пытался сосредоточиться на задаче. Как вы догадались, мне это не удалось, зато снова захотелось поссать. В общем, в течение двух часов после питья я сбегал в туалет раз восемь и выссал из себя всё до последней капли. От этих пробежек я, конечно, взбодрился, спору нет: к исходу второго часа спать мне уже не хотелось. Но после этого опыта с кофе я завязал. Какое-то странное влияние он на меня оказывает. Проще арбуза поесть.

Current Mood: а ещё у меня насморк
Current Music: нет

ari_linn

Когда-то я писал про отсутствие чувства языка у одного автора, который в тексте о кайтэнах (японских человекоуправляемых торпедах времён Второй мировой) с полной серьёзностью писал что-то вроде "кайтэн развернуЛАСЬ". Так вот, это не предел отказа языковой железы. Я недавно узнал, что в США существует серия книжек для девочек дошкольного возраста, в которых главную героиню зовут... Пинкалишез. Не то лишенец, не то Сид Вишез. Не знаю, как слово Pinkalicious заходит англоязычным детишкам, но их родители не в восторге. Кому-то кажется, что это название песни рэппера о пизде ("Pinkalicious sounds like a rap song about pu$$y"), кто-то считает, что это помесь лавкрафтовского ужаса с проституткой из Майами: "The child’s Christian name is actually Pinkalicious and I can only assume her mother was so horrified at the abomination she just birthed that she felt the need to express it as a name fit for an eldridge horror mixed with a Miami stripper". Могу только добавить, что если Pinkalicious прочитать как Пинкалисиоус, это похоже на имя злого колдуна.

Авторы книг про Пинкалишез, впрочем, явно наслаждаются выдумыванием глупых слов с примесью двусмысленности: в одной из книг Пинкалишез у них заболевает болезнью под названием "pinkititis" (pink titties?), а другая книга называется "Pinkalicious: Puptastic" (poop-tastic?) Возможно, в предположении о помеси лавкрафтовского ужаса с проституткой из Майами всё-таки что-то есть.

Current Mood: pink titties!
Current Music: нет

kaberett

Ruby Violet, my favourite source of ice cream, are continuing as a business (I feel like that bit is important to say first) but will alas be closing their King's Cross parlour for the last time at 5 p.m. Sunday next, the 5^th of October. They're apparently still intending to have their ice cream van at Granary Square during the summer, and to have a variety of "pop-up shops" around London, but... gosh I have a lot of feelings about the amount of post-therapy ice cream I have eaten at the lovely big wooden table indoors and on the benches and grass outside.

So today we went to say goodbye (and I managed to drag a university friend into joining us, as they're also independently fond), in the form of Dessert For Breakfast: apple crumble + the hazelnut & hazelnut brittle ice cream for me; sticky toffee pudding and coffee mocha ripple for A. Hot chocolate for both of us. (I'm very glad we had the Afternoon Tea Experience in 2023 for Animals Week; by the time I thought to try booking a farewell repeat it'd gone from the online shop.)

We followed this up with some slightly more savoury food from around the entire Coal Drops Yard situation (one veggie combo from an Ethiopian-and-Eritrean stall, mostly for me; one Japanese curry bread mostly for A); fifteen minutes or thereabouts poking around St Pancras Waterpoint, an old water tower that was having a serendipitous open day; and a quick poke around the Camley Street Natural Park, which A had not previously met.

I'm very glad we did it.

vass

Books
Listened to the audiobook of Yevgeny Zamyatin's 1921 dystopian SF novel We, translated by Bela Shayevich and narrated by Toby Jones. I don't have any basis for comparison for this particular translation, but I thought it was good. The narration was exceptional.

This edition also included a forward by Margaret Atwood, an old review by George Orwell, and an essay by Ursula Le Guin, 'The Stalin in the Soul'. By the time I'd finished the novel, I had forgotten the Atwood forward. The Orwell review was interesting. The Le Guin essay got up my nose: it was about how market forces can suppress ideas just as effectively as state censorship (a valid point), but somewhere along the way became about the dangers of unserious writing.

Read Victoria Goddard's newest novella, Olive and the Dragon,
and her previous ones Clary Sage and Traveller's Joy.

Currently rereading her second ever novel Stargazy Pie, because the fan server I'm in is doing a reread of the Greenwing & Dart series, and I'm hoping it'll lend me the momentum to read the rest of them.

Fandom
Still working on the concluding chapter to the fic I posted part one of at the start of this month. I've added at least a thousand words to the draft, and struggling with it.

Missed the nomination period for

trickortreatex and, subsequently, the signup period. Things have been difficult.

Did my Yuletide nomination a couple of hours before the AO3 server outage.

Games
Achieved A10 with all four characters in Slay the Spire and also killed the Transient before it faded; am now taking a break.

Tech
I've been working through the original levels of Reeborg's World, a gentle guide to programming using Python. As of this post, I've completed all the original levels except Rain 2, Centre 1 and 2, and Storm 2 through 4. (Edit with breaking news: I beat Centre 1 and Centre 2.)

Garden
Harvested some broccoli, purple and green varieties.

Hired a mower to come do what I was not managing.

Misc
Got out my old Lego Classic set, sorted the contents, and started working through the instruction booklet in order. I've never been into Lego: as a kid, I had my older brother's hand-me-down bricks and half an instruction manual with crayons scribbled across it. In my early teens I was in love with the short unit we did at school, using Logo to program Lego Technic sets (this was long before Mindstorms), but I couldn't get my parents to buy me Lego Technic to have at home. And as an adult the Lego kits just seemed too expensive and also too specialised. Recently I've been thinking I'd like to give Lego another look, in particular the less... "spend a lot of money on a playset to assemble and then dust" side of it.

Subsequently bought myself a "miniblocks" Halloween pumpkin kit from KMart, and have started building that. Much swearing has ensued. The quality really isn't as good as Lego, and the smaller size does not help.

chebe

Last time I backed up my dreamwidth it was with an old barely functioning tool. This time I've found an updated, fully functioning method.

1. Set up your api key;
Go to Account Settings, and if you don't already have an API key, check the 'Generate a new API key' checkbox, click 'Save' and when the page reloads you'll have a key you can use in the 'Manage API Keys' section. You will use this instead of your actual account password (see here for details).

2. Clone the ljdump fork updated to work with python3;
git clone https://github.com/timmc/ljdump

3. Create your secrets config file;

cd ljdump
cp ljdump.config.sample ljdump.config
vim ljdump.config

where;
server = https://www.dreamwidth.org
username = your_account_name
password = your_api_key

4. Run the backup;
python ljdump.py

It will download your entries, comments (in XML), and userpics. Like magic.

kaberett

I cannot tell if it's that I'm asleep, or that I'm Not A Biologist, or just that this paragraph (from The Challenge of Pain, Melzack & Wall) is actually very, but I am... struggling to persuade it to resolve into meaning:

Embryological and anatomical studies of fish, amphibians, and reptiles reveal that, even in the lowest vertebrates, reflexes are created by internuncial cells that link the sensory input to the motor output. During embryological development in these species, behaviour becomes increasingly a function of earlier sensory inputs as a result of the memory traces they have etched into the neural connections. Behaviour, then, is not merely the expression of a response to a stimulus, but a dynamic process comprising multiple interacting factors. Coghill (1929) was the first to propound this principle, based on his brilliant neuroembryological-behavioural studies of salamanders, which has been substantially confirmed by later investigators. Given this fundamental principle -- that organisms are not passive receivers manipulated by environmental inputs but act dynamically on those inputs so that behaviour becomes variable, unique and creative -- the remainder of evolution becomes comprehensible as a gradual development of mechanisms that make each new species increasingly independent of the push-and-pull of environmental circumstances.

Other than (but also, actually, in addition to) being sufficiently puzzled by this that I should definitely Go To Bed: I have caught up (mostly) on the PD e-mail. I completed one EYB indexing project and have been happily rolling around in making a start on the next. I made pastry, and used it as a prompt to unfuck the kitchen some, and then made progress on project Cook All The Things (From This One Book). I went on a Stupid Little Walk for my Stupid Mental Health. I am very very tired, and it has been a good day.

kaberett

Discount raspberry trifle + freshly toasted flaked almonds. Excellent bonus pudding yes.
Social limb-wiggle! Outside, half under the trees, interspersed with The Toddler being Delighted to see us.
Some successful communication debugging, thus far of the "okay, well, we now have a better understanding of the shape of the problem" variety rather than in the "... and we've implemented a solution" sense, which is still useful progress.
Successfully got a bunch of other people's stuff out of my house and headed back to its people, even though this involved both Actually Parcelling It Up and then a whole entire trip to the post office. Good Job Alex.
FRIEND HAS FINISHED ORPHAN BLACK. FRIEND SCREAMED AN APPROPRIATE AMOUNT. I am thrilled she loved it & was willing to yell about it all the way through when I didn't even try to lure her. She got here by herself. I am DELIGHTED. Did I mention I'm delighted? I'm delighted and I've had some Big Feelings and I have ALSO had some brand new-to-me horror from the penultimate episode Revealed unto me! Which is a different kind of delightful!

wychwood

Interminable September progresses slowly towards its end! The concert went OK - I pre-emptively sat for the bit I went faint in last time, and was fine. I have eaten fourteen portions of the pasta I made. I have also done 13.5 hours of visa checking so far; the queues have been enormous. On the other hand, the days do go by very fast - either I'm in a tent checking visas or I'm in the office trying to deal with all the small fires that have erupted while I was in the tent.

I've been less bothered this year by the fact that all the students were born in years I remember clearly from adulthood, but I have found myself repeatedly discombobulated by checking passports that expire in 2034, like what sort of ridiculous future space-year is that.

In the middle of all this, we've just been informed that we are no longer allowed to use the form-making software we use for various things. "Switch to Approved Alternative; it's really very easy to use!" they tell us, as though there hasn't been considerable pressure over the last year or two to move everything to Approved Alternative already, so that the only things left on there are things that can't be moved for reason of various technical limitations with Approved Alternative. That's great that it's allegedly easy to use, colleague! But will it allow people who are not already students to upload documentation for their assorted applications, because so far no one has been able to make it do that!!

I bought a travel pass for the week, since I'm travelling enough days that it pays for itself, and so far the best bit is that you don't have to wait for paper to download before you go to the ticket barrier. Particularly because the reception in the station building is terrible.

tcpip

In the past three evenings, I have found myself attending three China National Day events, even though all these celebrations are a week early, as the National Day is actually October 1st. The first was organised by a consortium of Chinese community organisations and was attended by some five hundred people, all crammed into a reception centre in Tottenham. As I have mentioned previously, the Chinese in Victoria really know how to hold amazing functions, and this was no exception, with a truly impressive program of dancers, singers, and performances. There were, of course, speeches by several guests, including the chair of the National Day Celebration Committee, the Consul-General, the Multicultural Commissioner, a few state members of parliament, and myself, courtesy of my role as president of the Victorian branch of the Australia-China Friendship Society. It seemed to be received well, as I injected a bit of passion into the idea that multiculturalism requires respect and understanding, along with celebrating the economic and technological successes of the country; Lǜ shuǐ qīngshān jiùshì jīnshān yín shān ("Green mountains and clear waters are worth more than mountains of gold and silver").

The following evening was an event in East Melbourne hosted by the Consulate and attended not only by various leaders of Chinese organisations in Victoria, but also by political leaders from Victoria, again with about five hundred people in attendance. The Consul-General, Fang Xinwen, gave a speech that was as diplomatic as it was poignant, expressing the country's commitment to economic leadership and being a global citizen. The premier, Jacina Allen, having just returned from a very successful trip to China, spoke of the objectives for tourism, trade, education, technology, and especially the need to develop people-to-people connections. Speeches were also given by the state leader of the opposition, and by the Federal member for Chisolm, Dr Carina Garland.

Then, the evening after, a smaller (about 60 people) but incredibly enthusiastic dinner was hosted by the Fujian Association of Victoria in Docklands for a visiting delegation from said province. The head of the delegation, the Deputy Director-General of the Foreign Affairs Office, gave an impressive speech in content and the fact that it was lengthy and entirely off-the-cuff. The nature of this gathering afforded a lot more time for socialising and networking, which I thoroughly enjoyed, especially given that it was now the third evening in a row that I had spent with some of the attendees. A real personal highlight for me was meeting Dr Guo Xiaoping, president of Quanzhou University of Information Engineering. We are already engaged in some correspondence on a project of personal interest, but further elaboration on that will have to wait for another time.

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: The Rookery
Current Music: 65dos, Silent Running

miriad

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Current Location: Home
Current Music: the sounds of my own disbelief

kaberett

Today's post brought THREE of my (latest batch of) books from Oxfam, of which two were non-work-related: Index, A History of the (Dennis Duncan), which recessional mentioned when it was first published and which I am only just now managing to get to, and Chihuly at Kew, the exhibition book for the 2019 installation. I am having so many feelings about getting to flip through professional photography of all this art again. I'm so so pleased.
I mentioned these books to simont, who promptly went "hold on, isn't that the one that has a good Wikipedia article?" Turns out it very much is.
To my delight, despite the fact that I'd not been to the plot in something like two and a half weeks (between ten days away and the post-event collapse seguing immediately into A Cold that A brought home for us) all of the peppers various in the greenhouse were looking perfectly happy with themselves. HURRAH for Svaemskog terracotta watering bits + 2l drinks bottles. This is actually the happiest the chillis have been all year, given my... erratic... ability to leave the house; I am looking forward enthusiastically to the fruits of Expanding The System Further next year.
The ancient spinach seed is coming up! In vast quantities! That I was expecting to be dead and thus sowed all of across half a bed! There is going to be SO much spinach and even I will get to turn some of it into seeds for saving purposes, probably, and much of the rest of which I will go "oh right, I have discovered I like adding fresh spinach to the sad emergency noodle pots" about.
Brought home A Pannier Full Of Food, about which I am feeling very good given the Neglect. I am looking forward to turning a suitable array of tomatoes into part of the ongoing cooking project (at which point I will have some leftover puff pastry, so will also do the banana tarte tatin).

(I have not today achieved my Assigned Reading, by which I mean "30 pages of The Challenge of Pain, with notes", because instead I finished reading the last five pages of yesterday's thirty pages and still need to go back and Make My Notes on, like, twenty of those pages. I am learning so much neuroanatomy good grief. But there is bread, and there is yoghurt, and there is drying laundry, and I went to the plot, and I have started digging myself back out from under my pile of PD e-mails, and there was an excellent sunset.)

ysobel

Me: Dear brain, I know my mom is increasingly fucked, but obsessing in circles about what to do about that isn't helpful.

Brain: Okay what if I just dwell on the time in high school when you tried to be captain of the academic decathlon team, and the faculty sponsor gave y'all "practice questions" to work on that, when you got to competition, turned out to have been that year's actual questions, meaning you looked not just like cheaters but incompetent cheaters that didn't even have the intelligence to make it look plausible

Me: In actual fact, that doesn't help...

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