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The days closing in are getting to me. My daily schedule is all over the shop. Been focusing a bit too hard on non-work devving and my candle is burnt.

Need to pick up a book or go for a lunchtime walk.

But I have so many ideas for my website!:

• My OCs collection

• Overhaul grid to use flex because I am done with it's quirks

• Fix the issue I am having with Eleventy not generating blocks in the right place

• Frills (WoW mage) shrine page

• Minecraft shrine page?

• Emoji shrine page

• Make cursor confetti work on all pages and be changeable based on content

• Add last post of each collection to the homepage

• Add badges to the homepage for things I stand for

• Inject a little more 90s into my theme

• Create templates for

  • Listing page with a text list

  • Listing page with a card list

  • Page with just the nav

  • Empty page

Spinnin' plates

Turn of the season is here.
The leaves are bronzing and the puddles are swelling.
There is a crispness in the air as you step out the door,
it nips at your arms and your fingertips
unless you bundle every limb under a layer or two.

Me: I am so hungry!! Why am I so hungry D:

Also me: Completely forgets to take a lunch break and not having something to eat since 7am

Insurance is a scam 🙃

Understanding my content streams:

• status.cafe: small website updates or intention setting for website based things

• Mastodon: random bird app type content, stuff that I want input on or to be part of the conversation.

• thoughts: quiet space for stuff that I just want to say or scream about without people being able to reply or comment or follow.

Feeling hyped today!

Got up, had a shower, made some cornflakes, spent half an hour writing some morning pages (inspired by Cheyenne Barton and Lost Letters), then did half an hour cleaning the kitchen.

Hey, a post not about my dog!?

Been working through an accessibility assessment for work today. It is very dry work, and reporting on issues is not as satisfying as being able to fix them there and then, but thankful to be able to be doing important work for fairly sizeable clients.

I missed the Champions of Accessibility Network meeting on Tuesday. It completely slipped my mind and I must have missed the notification for it. I was very frustrated when I realised I had missed it as the topic was about accessibility in gaming. Sad.

My stress levels do be like this tho 📈📈📈

Are there forces of change that you have been resisting lately, and what might the opportunities be if you were to overcome the inner struggle and go with it?

— Oxymoron newsletter - Tom Greenwood

Please could the lymph nodes around my ear just chill the heck out

i find mastodon 🌈overwhelming🌈

the unfiltered content and large text posts. i'm a slow reader anyway, so it's just way too much cognitive load for ma brain.

We made up the weekend the same way we made up the week. The earth actually does rotate around the sun once a year, taking about 365.25 days. The sun truly rises and sets over twenty-four hours. But the week is man-made, arbitrary, a substance not found in nature. That seven-day cycle in which we mark our meetings, mind birthdays, and overstuff our iCals—buffered on both ends by those promise-filled 48 hours of freedom—only holds us in place because we invented it.

Binge work leads to binge play

By 1955 the two-day weekend was standard in Britain, Canada, and the United States, and short Saturdays were common across Europe.

📰 It took a century to create the weekend—and only a decade to undo it (9-12 mins)

📖 The Weekend Effect - Katrina Onstad

happy september also. i can now re-sign up to a couple of patreons without getting charged twice in 1 week.

that random heartbreak you get when you remember your bestie doesn't live just round the corner and you wonder what your life would be like if they were your next door neighbour

took part in a networking session for web accessibility champions and it is SO EMPOWERING to be talking to other people who give a shit

today is about smashing crockery it seems.

down to a pitiful 3 bowls in the house. one of which is being used to cover the butter as I need to repair the butter dish. so 2 working bowls. hope we don't get any surprise guests that want breakfast.

every thing around me must remind me of where i’ve been and who I am

— some comment on instagram

well, covid II is worse than covid I.

i wonder if this is because last time we had had the winter booster so our immunity was better.

we're self isolating (with socially distanced dog walks outside), but i don't think it's a legal requirement any more which feels very bizarre.

my symptoms are more varied. last time it was a mild cold and super tiredness, this time it's everything: headaches, sneezes, coughing, tiredness, fever, weakness etc.

not been this sick in a long time.

Online privacy

or rather, the benefits of a pseudonym on the www

Something I consider on the reg. I post under the pseudonym of Frills (or fri11s when that is taken as a username). I also have a 'professional' pseudonym and I try to keep the two apart as much as possible. But I often wonder why I actually do this, other than keeping people at arms length:

I feel weird about using my full name on the internet. I don't like my real name being searchable. A lot of it stems from the early internet when your parents told you not to speak to strangers.

As someone chronically online, I like to separate my online work life from my online play life.

I am much more free when I feel anonymous, not to say that someone with purpose couldn't find the breadcrumbs to my real name, but the feeling of being a character online gives me more creativity and ability to share my voice.

It also means that I can create and vocalise opinions without fear of employment repercussions or being considered unprofessional.

In this day and age, people use their full names to create businesses and they will post very business-y blog posts about how they can make themselves more productive. While I admire this, to me it feels unnatural for my online presence to be single-faceted towards my profession, and certainly one positioned to encourage the daily grind. That is not me. I am a whole being. I have a 9 to 5, but also passions and feelings and experiences. All things that ebb and flow.

Not to say that I will always keep these two parts of my online identity separate, or not leave those breadcrumbs for the curious to find, but this is where my head is right now and seemingly has been for the last 10 to 15 years.

so many thoughts, so few words