The state of the fluffy (late December 2025 edition)
Time for another proverbial cheese sandwich post1. Thinking about the end of the year and what’s coming up for me.
This isn’t my annual aspiration wrap-up post; that’ll come later.
Rambles that are fluffy, by fluffy
Time for another proverbial cheese sandwich post1. Thinking about the end of the year and what’s coming up for me.
This isn’t my annual aspiration wrap-up post; that’ll come later.
I’ve not been doing super great lately. I’m trying to get better, but I don’t know how.
I’m simultaneously doing great and not-great.
I got very little done this week and I’m feeling pretty bad about it.
Whoops, it’s been a little while since I’ve posted here. Well, okay, here’s some of the stuff that’s going on.
Some thoughts about lighting fires, both literal and metaphorical.
So yeah I’m deep in a pain flareup right now. I made sure that all of the critical bugs in bandcrash are, to my knowledge, fixed, but I just am not in a situation where I can really work on stuff right now due to a massive pain flareup.
I was just starting to work on some music for a game jam game and Novembeat but I don’t think that’s really in the cards for me this year.
And of course now that I’m in agony, suddenly a lot of folks want to interview me for engineering roles that I’d normally be very interested in, so, thanks for twisting the knife on that one.
At least choir is going pretty well and gives me stuff to look forward to.
Today I went to Bartell’s to pick up a prescription there for the last time. Because Rite-Aid bought them out a while ago, and after making things there worse and worse, they’ve decided to just shut down all the Bartell’s locations that are near Rite-Aids, which is most of them, and I suspect their next plan is to convert whichever ones remain into Rite-Aids as well.
Whenever I walk to a store here I just see all the boarded-up storefronts, half of them from places going out of business, half of them shut down because of crime. Lots of shops have been hit by repeat burglaries, or arson, or who knows what else.
I have a lot of project stuff that goes on in my basement. Unfortunately, my basement is extremely cluttered and disorganized, and I kind of hate being down there, which makes it so that I have a hard time actually doing anything creative down there either.
When I moved into my house two and a half years ago, I didn’t really have a plan for how to lay stuff out, and I just put stuff where it made sense as I unpacked it. Which means that there’s no real flow to things, and stuff tends to accumulate in piles, and things are just really badly disorganized.
I’m still having some pretty bad anxiety while driving, but the choir has started up rehearsals again which gives me a reason to drive at least once a week. Last night I felt anxious on my way there but totally fine on the way back.
Anyway, today I finally made my way out to the Renton Uwajimaya, which I’d been wanting to go to for a while, mostly as a driving acclimation thing but also to get some ingredients that I haven’t found at any of the Asian groceries in White Center. Most of the drive, as it turns out, is the same as the drive to the church the choir’s rehearsals are at, which makes sense since Renton is just a bit further down Rainier Ave. And I was anxious but I made it just fine, and on my drive back I was anxious in a few spots but I made it just fine.
I think if I keep doing this stuff I’ll feel fine faster.