Remnants of Yule sit around like dead birds – Christmas specials on catch-up telly, bags filled with discarded wrapping paper, forgotten tinsel strands, unglamorous presents waiting for their charity shop destinies. A collective subconscious pretends none of it happened – or that all of it was true, but belongs to another culture.
Good grief, the modern Outlook UI is just … I don’t have words. I can’t find the words. The words are all lost and scattered among the myriad interface elements. The words have been incapacitated by millennia of corrupted design decisions and the cluttering of a hundred thousand brains all crying out at once.
Even writing is a dark art these days.
One of the things I’ve found hardest – that’s snuck up on me – about working across four timezones, from UTC+8 to UTC-5, is switching off. Not helped, probably, by not having set working hours in general in my life. Haven’t got the structure set or visible, and it’s not helped by being unable to set timezones properly in MS Office.
So I’m a bit more burnt out than I think I am, because this is new to me. Sure, I’ve had meetings with Australia in the morning and the US evening the same day before, but not with work ongoing around it all, not as one connected strand.
Which is funny. Back after Christmas I was thinking I should set more structure around my day planning. Maybe this is the universe forcing it on me.
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Xiu Xiu are releasing a covers album and holy shit Dancing On My Own because-Robyn-has-become-a-ghost shiversssss.
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