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Sep. 22nd, 2020 06:02 pmI was doing so well in tech school. And then I had a week and a half of panic and anxiety and got behind. And then I mostly caught up! And now thanks to the abrupt temperature drop I'm pretty sure I've gotten sick and am getting behind again strike that, I was able to do that last lab just from the code they gave so now it's mostly a matter of going back and doing the previous few labs, if I can, and doing a whole lot of reading and videos. I can do that with considerably less brain than it takes to type things out, debug them, and make sure you didn't swap your periods for underscores or whatever. And I really need to take advantage of some of the resources I got with HumbleBundle.
I mailed off the first batch of voter postcards for Postcards to Voters on Monday, and as soon as my stamps get here I can mail a bunch more off since I discovered I'd bought a pack of 100 perfectly innocuous artwork based postcards. I'll probably do them in batches of 10, which is a nice lot of batches to write a message advocating a candidate and sharing a website for absentee ballot requests. It'll get me started through waiting for my other draw-on-yourself postcards to get here and then we'll see how many I end up wanting to do, getting done. Though come to that I suppose I could always get another box of 100, I need to see where I can get them or if I can get them local, too. I have no idea what the bookstore that used to be up the street alas is doing. Though I suppose I could also try the card shop that is now up the street.
I called Mom to check in and told her how I was jumping around a bit just in case the zoom meeting with my educational coach was more requirement before my first project than good advice, and I told her I was going to SQL next and she was very "OH! SQL! I know that! If you need any help ask!" Which is just. It's so funny. Because she does a great deal of programming but in a completely different area (Java, C++) from what I'm learning, so there's certain concepts we both know and she tries to be enthusiastic about helping but often has to trail off and admit she doesn't know that thing.
I'm fairly happy with my lot again. Or I would be if I didn't have a cold. (And if the government would get its fucking act together, but I'm slowly coming around to the idea that I can get through this and get a job before I have to rely on an absurder amount of family money.) (And I'm trying to remind myself that my Mom subsidized both my siblings' education to, I think, the tune of way much more money so.) (Something.)
Anyway, I suppose I should stop pretending I'm going to get much more done today and go to bed, sleep for twelve hours, and kick this stupid cold. (Yes, I'm reasonably sure it is just a cold, I have a pulse oximeter and it says everything is normal for an asthmatic, which is to say my blood o2 is between 94 and 96.)
I mailed off the first batch of voter postcards for Postcards to Voters on Monday, and as soon as my stamps get here I can mail a bunch more off since I discovered I'd bought a pack of 100 perfectly innocuous artwork based postcards. I'll probably do them in batches of 10, which is a nice lot of batches to write a message advocating a candidate and sharing a website for absentee ballot requests. It'll get me started through waiting for my other draw-on-yourself postcards to get here and then we'll see how many I end up wanting to do, getting done. Though come to that I suppose I could always get another box of 100, I need to see where I can get them or if I can get them local, too. I have no idea what the bookstore that used to be up the street alas is doing. Though I suppose I could also try the card shop that is now up the street.
I called Mom to check in and told her how I was jumping around a bit just in case the zoom meeting with my educational coach was more requirement before my first project than good advice, and I told her I was going to SQL next and she was very "OH! SQL! I know that! If you need any help ask!" Which is just. It's so funny. Because she does a great deal of programming but in a completely different area (Java, C++) from what I'm learning, so there's certain concepts we both know and she tries to be enthusiastic about helping but often has to trail off and admit she doesn't know that thing.
I'm fairly happy with my lot again. Or I would be if I didn't have a cold. (And if the government would get its fucking act together, but I'm slowly coming around to the idea that I can get through this and get a job before I have to rely on an absurder amount of family money.) (And I'm trying to remind myself that my Mom subsidized both my siblings' education to, I think, the tune of way much more money so.) (Something.)
Anyway, I suppose I should stop pretending I'm going to get much more done today and go to bed, sleep for twelve hours, and kick this stupid cold. (Yes, I'm reasonably sure it is just a cold, I have a pulse oximeter and it says everything is normal for an asthmatic, which is to say my blood o2 is between 94 and 96.)