My spouse E thinks I should bring a few copies of each of my books to this
conference, just in case we meet anyone with whom it comes up in
conversation. I don't really picture that happening, but we'll bring them
anyway. Poetry is a difficult market and I'm not a professional, so I
prefer to treat it more as another mode of communication than as a market.
A member of my extended family is recovering from a pretty serious
emergency medical operation and it's difficult to think of travelling right
now, but realistically there's little we can do here.
I'm tryimg to figure out how close to done with my first major project at
this internship; I worry the work I've done is shoddy or inadequate, but
the person assigned to supervise my work on the project is frequently
unavailable. I managed to mess up the main JIRA issue for it pretty badly
by mistakenly moving the workflow to the "Closed" status, in a workflow
where there is no exit from that status, so I had to file a support ticket
to get it reopened. I was also struggling to use an internal CI messaging
tool today only to figure out I was encountering an unreported regression
in its latest version. I ultimately filed a new issue for that, but I lost
time trying to figure out what *I* was doing wrong; I've had many such
moments on this job and that's part of my insecirity, I think.
I don't know if I'll be writing here over the next several days; traveling
with family is a lot of work and I may not have the opportunity. But maybe
thats for the best, most of the 10 most recent feels posts on tlide.town
are mine at the moment and you all deserve a break.
