I posted this in like a comment or something wasn’t sure if you saw it, it’s in the context of V1’s main flesh part bein’ a heart ‘n everything:
Take it a step further: the heart was a donation from one of V1’s designers, someone who put so much of their heart and soul into making their machina magnifica that when the AI was finished and they were constructing the body, they made it literal
It was their greatest creation and they would do anything to make it perfect.
Like, I can’t help but think that there must’ve been someone on that team who had that kind of love or passion, engineering borders and overlaps with art in the nature of creation, and V1’s so finely tuned, made to such precision that it couldn’t have just been a project to them.
OOOUGHGHGHHHH this is absolutely true for how i characterize v1's head designer and now i'm really considering it as a possibility. i'm still in the process of designing them all, but the lead designer has advanced lung disease due to exposure to pollutants and heavy smoke damage that occurred when they were younger. they are on oxygen pumped constantly into a custom made mask - though i do imagine most humans, if not all, are wearing gas masks at this point in the war, given how smoke-filled the air must be, the damage has been done with them and they are aware they likely won't live to see the v-series put into production. yet their passion is evident, they draw up detailed plans by hand and have many artistic renderings of what they believe v1 will look and behave like by the time it's completed. this is the last thing they will do, a virus to destroy the earthmovers from the inside out, something that will halt the devastation of their world (i will note they aren't super introspective in this regard or anything, it's a much more practical 'save the world from burning down' than anything personal as many have suffered in similar ways). i wouldn't at all say they're an idealist, but they are an artist and v1 is a culmination of a vision for them. they work past their limits to create it, they are present with it at every step, and even its preliminary trials, buggy as they are, they see what it will be. v1 is what their passion is. so if they came to the point where they were dying, they would be more than willing to give their heart for v1 since it really already belongs to it
...do you think Dante ever realised how Vergil-like he was acting around Patty? She was quite obnoxious in the anime, did he ever think 'oh no is this what being Vergil felt like?', or 'was I ever this annoying?'...
Knowing Patty did him a lot of good, do you think it, per chance, also reminded him of happier times in his and Vergil's childhood when they just played together and annoyed each other all the time?...only to, of course squash those nicer memories the moment Patty leaves, because then the reminders of what he's done come crashing down....
not me and my manager trauma bonding over mommy issues 💀💕 i love her aksksk oof i had to go smoke and Think after this one
i love when our one on ones are basically like lol i don't have much 2 talk about this wk and we get like 40m to hang n talk after getting work stuff out the way. she is such a sweetie and so fun (❁´��`❁)
Been spendin’ a bit too much time on xiaohongshu. I saw a really nice edit about Jude and Erling with the captions roughly translating to:
The hardest thing to accept about Haaland/Bellingham is that they’re still young, so there’s no need to recall their days of youth together with the attitude of old people. However, you cannot deny that perhaps, their most beautiful memories of each other in this life, have already become of the past.
you ever think about how by yakuza 8 haruto will be 8 years old and won’t remember kiryu at all, and if/when he shows back up kiryu will be a total stranger to him. haha
This morning I woke up at 8am. Took Deacon for a walk to the park and back. Did some light weeding in the garden. Put on the Bridgerton soundtrack and a flowy dress and apron. Opened the windows. Made pancakes and veggie omelets and blueberry parfaits. When B got home from a morning pickleball sesh with the lads, we ate a leisurely breakfast together. I spent an hour going over some shadowing notes, participated in 3 calls (one I was off-camera so I did housework whilst listening) and now I'm working on certification and presentation prep for the rest of the day. I'll take a break for lunch with B in a bit and another break for dinner--he's cooking, of course-- and then we'll walk to the grocery store with Deacon as a little family to get food for the next week while the sun sets.
I might do some more work after. I might not. I'll need to do some this weekend regardless because onboarding is pretty arduous and I don't know how to do things by halves. But I can do it whenever I want and whatever pace I want. And I know that in a few months once I'm acclimated I won't be working weekends unless there's a big client meeting scheduled short notice and I'll have more free time on weekday evenings even with late morning starts. I know I can take time off whenever I want and work as much or as little as long as I'm meeting benchmarks/accomplishing certs/participating in the few required meetings we have.
And people keep asking me if I'm going to miss teaching or if I'm going to feel unfulfilled in my new job.
No, friends. I have a life, now. I'm still texting/emailing/seeing many of my favorite students. I can go to the bathroom whenever I want during the day. I'm learning new exciting things and working with lovely people. And I'm getting paid over twice what I did as a Professor. While wearing flowy dresses or pajamas or yoga clothes.
Do I miss the actual teaching/student interactions? Sure. Do I miss literally anything else? The schedule. The work hours. The lack of support. The emotional overload. The physical and mental exhaustion. No. I felt guilty about that at first but I think it's time for me to be selfish, now. I'm healthier and happier and I get to sleep, now. I might even get to start writing again in a month or so. Wouldn't that be something.
to meee :3 akechi and sumire arent exactly friends throughout january, (they only get really close several years later) but as a side effect of neither having anything better to do and the two constantly haunting kichijoji i think they inevitably fall together more often than not. ren takes sumire out for darts and shes weirdly better than she was last time (sidebar but the fact that sumire and akechi both mimic your throws but sumire sucks shit at darts too much for it to do any good is so cute) and shes like oh yeah akechi-san has been teaching me. oh wow i got a forty! unaware of the way she just blew rens mind.