Dingo

Got a call that my mother in law is dying.

My brother in law: if she dies on my birthday I’ll never forgive her, that would be a really BITCH MOVE

Well. He’s not wrong.

The best part of all this is that I already feel more creative. Nature is healing.

Suck it crappy corporate overlords I’m here for full speed “everyone loves cats and they work from home so let’s see your cats please show us the cats” energy

Leaving behind big tech was such a good decision. ❤️

Oh my gosh you guys this new job is great. 2 days in and this job is so much fun. I’m so excited to work with energetic people!

Enjoying Starfleet Academy, out here on team Jay-Den has 2 hands tho 😂

I am giving my notice to the big shitbox corporation that’s held the slip for my soul the last 8+ years.

*Because I got the job*

Hell yeah

FRIENDS

I cleared all interviews. They contacted my references. They scheduled a meeting for tomorrow. Either this is game on… OR I’m about to be really disappointed. 🤣

I applied because I was MAD at my boss. I was so mad at this guy. And so I had 2 resume formats, i was sending this one out just to test it. *and it stuck*

I rage applied with an experimental resume and now I have to provide references. 🤣

So here’s the thing. I have been too fried to be creative because my corporate hellscape job is killing me.

But here’s the road out. And I’m totally in shock, I don’t know for sure if I’m getting the job, but the crazy part is that this is the second job I applied for.

So this week:
- My husband got a job offer (on the down low, we haven’t shared widely)
- His mother got accepted into a great care facility
- I am close to getting a job offer probably

*what*

a man in a suit and tie is standing next to a woman in a green shirt . ALT: a man in a suit and tie is standing next to a woman in a green shirt .

OH GOD I CLEARED THE INTERVIEW. They’re pulling references. I have 1 more interview left, and it’s only 30 minutes long.

2 interviews in for the job *please pick me you guys*

But since it started, I’ve felt so much better and creative. So, I think this is good.

I applied for the job and 5 days later I got an email from the VP of technology. They wanted to interview me right away. So I had a phone screen. Monday I meet with HR. Wednesday, developers. And then if I make it that far, the team I’ll be leading. It’s a scary whirlwind.

Work crisis did intensify. The last few months have been terrible, my medical team is urging me to go on leave. I’m trying to stick it out a little longer, but I’m in the way out. I got the resume updated. I applied to 3 jobs so far. The first I was turned down for.

The second is… interesting.

I needed to be the person that saw the person in the room that no one else saw… and I needed to see them.

I was never telling the wrong story.

The wrong me was trying to tell the right story. But I wasn’t ready.

You ever cry while making rice? I’m crying while making rice.

About small actions, about not doing the right thing before it felt right or it was good, but because we’re all trying to survive together. To write the story I wanted, I needed to survive a pandemic. I needed to survive being a leader up against an abusive system at work.

I attended a session recently. About using anger to bring about change. I carry a lot of anger now. A *lot*.

The me that just survived wasn’t the me that could write UAMM. Nor was the me that thrived. The version of me who could write it needed to be the one that understood specific things.

But I have learned that enduring doesn’t mean doing nothing. Sometimes enduring means making your suffering for something, even when you don’t know what that is yet. Even if you’re just walking in circles figuring it out.

I wrote ALIAM for who and where I was in 2018. But UAMM required the 2025 version of me to exist in order for it to understand the line that was through it. I always knew there was no redemption, there was no forgiveness, and there were no heroics for Daniel. There was only enduring.

God. Figuring out UAMM has been so weird. The conclusion I came to is that I couldn’t write UAMM as the person I used to be. The story I wanted to tell, I couldn’t tell it because it was a half formed version of me, half traumatized and not knowing what came next.

I guess it took a work crisis to figure out UAMM. 😂

So. 2 very important things:
- I figured out the rest of For Your Entertainment
- And I figured out what was nagging at me about Under A Merciful Moon. It’s not what I’ve written: it’s that I wasn’t clear even to myself what story I wanted to tell. I have worked it out.

And I have the next few chapters planned out, so enjoy the quiet while we have it.

“For Your Entertainment” chapter 29: The Way Down Below

Frank and Bill go down to the bunker. Sometimes it’s time to hide from the world.
#billxfrank

Bill and Frank / TLOU AU / stripper AU

archiveofourown.org/works/459863...

Bill and Frank having fun outside in the strawberries

A lovely day with the strawberries #tlou #art

Who updates their story in the middle of the night? Well today it’s ME! 🥰

Guys my husband is passive aggressively hanging out near that lady and he’s not trying to troll her but he’s trolling her.

Lastly: no I don’t feel that the person who plays the song the best should play it. This is how people grow. But when I dude says I can’t play a song so his buddy can when his buddy is already on everything. Literally this is a song in my musical DNA!