the movie backrooms was aight. well staged. the script was sort of whatever (not incompetent but not groundbreaking either). but at the end they're like ... describing it ... it's like trying to describe a dog to someone who's never seen a dog ... which is a very funny thing to say. because the very concept of backrooms takes less than 100 words to explain

workposting. my workplace has been the subject of very public and contentious local debate lately. my particular job is what's under massive scrutiny. also i feel a bit misled bc for two years doing X Y and Z was fine, but now I'm getting some feedback like ... woah, X Y and Z, are you crazy? and my job is like, communicate X to like 50 people and try to wrangle them into doing it, except all MY deadlines which i carefully planned out been scattered to the wind so how can i possibly find a deadline for these 50 people, who are all blowing my shit up every day asking questions i don't have the answers to. i was just crying and i have to go to a meeting where ... well, not all 50 but some. (if none or few of them show up, that will also be my fault.) situation won't be resolved for like 3 weeks. resolved might mean i don't have a job anymore, which provides the health insurance for my disabled spouse. pretty stressful. but emails like this help me remember what it's all for