Okayokayokay, look at last week's time block scheduler.   The Time Block Scheduler Boy, that was lookin' pretty sparse at the time of snapping the picture, wasn't it? Now look at the same page one week later. Isn't it gorgeous ? Taking the time to outline each block after I complete a task consequently encourages me to slow down , keeping one task from bleeding into the next and bleeding into the next until the day is a whitewash of busy-ness, and what did I do at 10 AM again

I have a confession to make. I didn't finish my Intelligent Change quarterly planner. I know! I know. What a waste, am I right? I meant to, I did, even though I wasn't the biggest fan of its constricted layout or its dated calendar or its forward-thinking approach, but life had other plans for me the last couple of weeks, and I decided to just...let the planner reflect the last two weeks through its emptiness. Poetic. Its rigidity kept it from breathing, and I like my structu

I meant to include this in last week's post, but it slipped my mind, and I dislike a lack of transparency and consistency. Being the end of the first quarter, this is my week off as a brief respite before the next set of weekly posts. So, I won't be sharing any accomplishments or exploring any topics. However, I'll still sign off with the obligatory cat pic, because who doesn't love a good cat pic? Cat yin-yang

...I literally just realized this at 13:00 today, Wednesday, March 18th that I can use Obsidian for my blog posts, and that it will work so  much better than the method I'd been using: fetch an older blog post → copy-paste the repeating elements → type the post directly in the browser → risk technical difficulties requiring me to refresh the page and lose some progress, minor though it tends to be → edit the post in the browser → publish. I just need to create a Template that

I'm back, bay-bie~ Oh, you have no idea how good it feels to have returned to full capacity. Thursday of last week, the 5th, was the last day of the antibiotic ointment for my eye, hallelujah, but even before that I was experiencing a growing itch to bury myself in my projects, which I couldn't yet scratch. Staring at a screen for long periods of time with my good eye closed was painful, but I already had a plan, a plan that I had concocted Tuesday evening and was eager to i

There's something about using antibacterial eye ointment four times a day from waking to sleeping that takes a lot out of a person. The good news is that my eye is almost back to normal and would appear to be so if you looked at it in isolation. Compared to my right eye, it still has the slightest tinge of pink, but even that will probably fade in the next day or two. Funnily enough, on Sunday, I actually had the opportunity to lean into an echo of my pre-2026 routine. After

Most of my blog posts revolve around behind-the-scenes glimpses of projects I'm working on. That, or they re-frame "bad weeks" into signals: signals that the body needs rest, signals that more progress is being made than originally anticipated, signals that are worth paying attention to. This week? This week I'm letting the frustration breathe. Not for pity, not to whine, but because frustration is a very real emotion and sometimes it needs the stage. So. I'm giving it the st

Back in late December/early January, I decided to see how Purpose typed my personality according to the Myers-Briggs framework. After some exploration with how I would react to various concrete scenarios, it typed me as INTP (TiNe), TiNe being the INTP's cognitive function . I've answered the Myers-Briggs personality test in the past, and I've always taken issue with how vague the questions are. Take this one for example, "Complex and novel ideas excite you more than simple

This past week has been all about body drama and framework optimization. We won't tarry long on the body drama, but let's just say that food poisoning/stomach bugs have a way of resetting one's internal functioning. It's as though once that passed, everything else returned to baseline, and my body decided it was done with the dramatics. Wild. Because of the previous constraints I'd mentioned working with Purpose, after we finished analyzing and filling out summaries for each

Whatever constitutes as "normal" given our current climate. Honestly, this week has been the liminal week between "regress" and "progress". Since I was late on my last post, which I published on Friday, I haven't had too many days in between to accomplish anything significant either, but overall I've been heading in the right direction! I worked out 3/4 times, which is a vast improvement to the previous week or two. I had to keep to a lower weight, though I did push myself as

My Perception About AI While I continue to wrestle with my qualms toward companies shoving half-baked AI models down people's throats just to prove they're "in the race" ( I'm looking at you, Wix ) or using AI to blatantly steal talent from artists and other creatives, I should mention that I have no issue with AI itself. People and companies who develop AI models should be held responsible and accountable for how they use the technology, but if you extract the AI from the co

You know it's been a long week when you stare at the word "minimum" without recognizing it as a word, but then your eyes cross and you see it as two separate words, "mini" and "mum", and either imagine small mothers or small versions of the Animal Crossing flowers. Yeah, it's been that kind of week. Most of the time, my emotions hum synchronously in the background, chugging along harmoniously with the train toward its destination. If someone asks, "How does this make you feel

New year, new planner, right? I decided to give the "Intelligent Change" planners a try this year and have been using the first of my 4 for a couple weeks now. I...miss my yearly planner already, because it took less hacking to make it work for me. While the first few pages of the Intelligent Change planner worked fine, primarily setting up goals and "committing" by making a promise to yourself in the book, I quickly ran into issues with the actual planner, starting with the

Pathbuilder spoiled me with its beautiful layout and user-friendly interface when my partner and I were still using Pathfinder 2e as the vehicle for telling our story. The opportunity never arose for me to experiment with switching between three characters during a session using it, but it was a godsend for keeping track of Efial's/Cael's growing complexity as they leveled up. I, uh, I seem to really enjoy creating mechanically complex characters. If I had to guess, it stimu

Ahh, New Year's, that time of the year where people reflect, party themselves into oblivion as a "final hurrah", and lie to themselves about who they'll become once January 1st arrives, as though the start of a brand new year alone contains the magic necessary to vanish all those poor habits and replace them with new, better ones with a simple flick of the wrist. Bye bye, obesity; hello, six-pack. Bye bye dead-end job that overworks its employees without compensation; hello,

At least once a month I brush up against days where I do not want to lift weights. Sometimes I can muster up enough of my reliance on consistency to push through the warmup before I decide, "No, I really can't do it today." Usually that thought's preceded by me lying flat on my back on my yoga mat after doing some dead bugs or glute bridges, simple exercises to help wake up the body. If upon completing those I still feel drained and ready for a nap right there in the middle o

It's early October. My self-imposed deadline for Cael's performance is quickly approaching. I'm moving beyond thinking about pieces and practice and scenes in relation to Teyr'loch Delter Pach and returning to a semblance of normalcy living inside Cael's head, what they might say to their father after the performance, how interactions between them and the rest of their father's envoy might look. I hold hypothetical conversations as them on my walks. "Patra," they might say,

With the end of the year fast approaching and knowing most of my focus during the final weeks will be on preparing for the year ahead, I figured now would be as good a time as any to reflect on 2025, which has been a wild, tumultuous time for many. It certainly did not unfold as I had initially envisioned when making my list of objectives in January, but rarely does anything pan out the way we'd expect. Teyr'loch Delter Pach took far, far longer than I hoped it would, but I

I don't know if anyone else experiences this, but whenever I'm working on mundane, repetitive tasks, I start to get antsy. My focus wavers; my mind wanders to whatever else I could be doing instead; I start to feel this itch to hurry the hell up with whatever chore requires my attention so that I can move on to the next, less monotonous item on my list. I feel this way not only toward washing dishes, for example, but also toward busy work. Setting up my templates in Obsidian

Templater, Dataview, Javascript, Dataview Javascript (DVJS), Callouts, Callouts with inline query syntax, oh my! The more I play with Obsidian and its features/plug-ins, the deeper the rabbit hole goes. Just ask my partner: while he's playing "Civilization VI" on his computer or "Final Fantasy Tactics"on the TV, I'm losing myself in the world of Obsidian. I can't tell you how long it has been since something has engrossed me this much, and it's only the beginning. Days, eveni