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i got into the fashion to vibevode some utility apps for myself. i didn't review the code. they work fine. colleagues are interested.
i don't feel comfortable to put such stuff on $Github. have no good consciousness with unreviewed and likely ununderstood (stack I am not really familiar with).
internet is full of people who don't care, I know. i tend to overthink.
what about you?
again. Was in the middle of some timeline experiments, sorry if it appears weird rn. www.githubstatus.com
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Stories always begin this way: a chance encounter, completely unexpected. Stories always end this way: two flowers bloom, then drift apart. (by Zhang Jiajia, I Belonged to You)
I can't figure out what's leaking on my '73 F250. Shows up slowly at the back of the oil pan. It's pretty clear because I've recently changed fluids and scrubbed the engine.
It was definitely brake fluid for a while after it was overfilled but that has evened out. The oil level is steady after when checking every 10 miles or so.
I think anyway... hard to know with these ๐ฌ
Last year I wasn't feeling too good.
I turned forty, waited for surgery, and was hurt by my own colleagues. So I dealt with things. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
One of the consequences was that I got a bit heavy. My body changed, and I didn't feel like myself. It was a problem for future me. So now I am here with this little belly of mine. We're not enemies, but I decided it's time to part ways.
So I count calories. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.

