{"id":9407,"date":"2012-09-19T21:55:48","date_gmt":"2012-09-20T01:55:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=9407"},"modified":"2012-09-19T21:55:48","modified_gmt":"2012-09-20T01:55:48","slug":"wednesday-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=9407","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I didn’t finish everything I wanted to get done today, but the couple of things I was a little worried about going into it went well. Or at least better than expected. And, plus, there were donuts.<\/p>\n

The donuts were for a coworker who’s getting married this weekend, and whose last day — unrelated to the wedding; she got another job — was today. So I guess they were bittersweet donuts.<\/p>\n

I didn’t know her very well, as we’d only been working for the same group since I moved across the office in April. It’s been kind of a weird year at the office for me. The group I used to work for has changed pretty dramatically, and I rarely even see the people I used to hang around with (at the office, at least). It’s not super-awkward, and if it is, it’s maybe more in my head, my natural proclivity towards awkwardness and difficulty making friends. But I sometimes can’t help but wonder, lately, about what’s been lost. <\/p>\n

Still, everything changes, and I do like the group I work for now, and the work I’m doing. (Well, y’know, overall, and within reason.) But, I dunno. It’s autumn, when thoughts almost naturally turn a little melancholic.<\/p>\n

Did I mention there were donuts? So it’s all good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I didn’t finish everything I wanted to get done today, but the couple of things I was a little worried about going into it went well. Or at least better than expected. And, plus, there were donuts. The donuts were for a coworker who’s getting married this weekend, and whose last day — unrelated to … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[28,52],"class_list":["post-9407","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-personal","tag-work"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9407"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9407"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9407\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9407"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9407"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9407"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}