Twitter seems bugged. It times me out twice in a row instead of just once which I don’t understand.
I don’t have anything for work today except a meeting in the afternoon. Which means occupying my time with fine literature, higher mathematics, and poetry.
Father is already basically in retirement mode. He doesn’t work anymore, he was supposed to work last night he didn’t. He can retire money he’ll just make a little less from his pension or whatever. He makes me vegetable juice fresh like twice a week and does an excess of gardening somehow on our tiny rear garden somehow he continues to “work on” that space, I don’t know how it seems done enough.
Mom didn’t work last night, she had a night off as she normally does cuz she’s trying to ramp her work down, too. Neither of the parents became, like, engineers, which would’ve been really cool. Heck, I want to be an engineer! But I’m not, I’m a biologist. Oh well.
I want to combine math and genomics somehow, transfer functions, differential equations, circuit electrical design diagrams, that sort of stuff. But I haven’t really had the chance to do that. I don’t know enough about it and I don’t spend days engrossed in establishment. So I’d say I’m at a handicap. I’ll have to do it myself. The good news and I’m just now seeing this, is there’s plenty of time left. I have lots of time to do stuff. Probably more than I need to do it all. I hope.
I don’t want to die unfulfilled. I always say that.
I wish my manager would give me something to fucking do.