flowerysong @flowerysong@cybre.space

After exhaustive testing, I've determined that I am composed of 93% bad jokes, 6% really bad jokes, and 1% Foucauldian discourse analysis.

If you feel the need to put an "I used to be cool" bumper sticker on your minivan, you were never cool.

I just learned that aphelion is pronounced afelion and I'm shook.

New week, new CSA share. Turnip and beef taco with fresh strawberry salsa.

Birb.

I was not aware that "answer hazy, try again later" was a possible result of a Go/No Go meeting.

Project management isn't supposed to be a magic fucking 8-ball, or an exercise in inventing more road down which you kick the can.

Heh. Nice.

We're supposedly an IT organization, how is everyone so bad at collating information? We have the technology!

Me, a week ago: The only thing I need for the migration on the 19th is a complete list of affected users.

Coworker: I'll get that to you.

Me, today: Hey, do you have the final list?

C: I'll pull one tomorrow.

Me: Or today, so I don't have to scramble?

C: Can't you use the list we already have?

Me: I don't care how you put it together, I just need you to give me a list.

C: <sends me a spreadsheet with 11 different tabs, none of which is a complete list of affected users>

This is wild.

I made pasties, and now I am eating pasties.

Picked up my first CSA share and it had some beautiful lettuces.

Feta and passionfruit salad with wild rocket and pickled rhubarb.

Made some asparagus and fennel soup.

When I heard that the Blue Bottle Coffee company was recalling their cans of coffee beans because they explode, I assumed that this was a new company started by a dumbass tech bro with a totally awesome idea to disrupt the market by putting beans in soda cans. But no, they've been roasting and selling coffee for over fifteen years, and still somehow managed to convince themselves that putting off-gassing coffee in a rigid gastight container was a good idea.