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I feel like writing but I don’t really have anything to say.
It’s 4:07 PM and I haven’t eaten anything yet today.
I’ve been glued to my desk.
I’ve taken two bathroom breaks, and other than that it’s just been meetings the whole day and testing this new feature that is consistently uncooperative, and that’s mostly because we’re leveraging a third party technology and the third party seem like they almost refuse to be cooperative or transparent…just like their tech. So it’s just really fucking frustrating.

Also, this particular piece of functionality is like…kind of the entire point of this new feature. Without it, the entire thing is useless.

So It’s literally been three days of this shit.

Thank god we have Monday off.

I’m on day 12 in a row pulling 9+ hour days
I’m ready for a break.
We’re going to go up to Orange County this weekend and hang with my dad and step mom, so that should be a good time. I’m looking forward to it.
I think both my parents will be busy on Monday so we’re probably going to sleep over Sunday night anyway and then do a little staycation on Monday. Maybe go to Downtown Disney and get some food and then hit some beaches.

Sure, we have beaches in San Diego, but when I moved here I was a little disappointed in them. They’re nice, I guess…I mean, they’re WAY better than the bullshit beaches you get in the Pacific Northwest, but…I do miss my OC beaches.

I think that’s the only thing I really miss about living in Orange County.
I like going up there as a tourist now
I’ve only lived in San Diego for three years, but I’ve totally taken it on
I’m classy, and I’ll stay that way.
That’s how we roll down here.

Or something.
Something something
nothing.
Alright.
This was a nice distraction.
Back to banging my head against the wall
-Dane