Diary 2026-04-15
Putting some sort of process back together, with new tools.
Putting some sort of process back together, with new tools.
Somehow even less than yesterday.
I'm not particularly happy when it's just a tiny paragraph, but at this point, there's nothing more I can do for the day.
Safe to skip.
Work experience that caused me to use the phrase "going mad from the revelation" in earnest.
I might be way more burnt out than I think I feel.
Bluh. No reason not to skip.
Well, I don't say nothing in this entry, but I also don't say much.
"It's a starting loadout, how much could there be to keep track of? ... Oh no."
I feel like I might have underpaid for this amount of content?