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=> https://colemakmods.github.io/mod-dh/ [1] Colemak Mod-DH
I've been writing all of my content and code using this new layout. It's annoying that the iPad doesn't have support for custom keymaps, or for having different keymaps for different hardware keyboards. I've had to leave my iPad in qwerty mode for the time being. It is really weird writing in qwerty again. I have recovered a lot of my typing speed, however I cam only really maintain it in short bursts.
I've been writing all of my content and code using this new layout. It's annoying that the iPad doesn't have support for custom keymaps, or for having different keymaps for different hardware keyboards. I've had to leave my iPad in qwerty mode for the time being. It is really weird writing in qwerty again. I have recovered a lot of my typing speed, however I can only really maintain it in short bursts.
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# Quarantine Diary Day 1
This is the first in a 14 part series where I will document my quarantine period for going back into Canada from the US.
## 14:11
I am sitting in MSP waiting for my flight to board. It boards at about 15:00. I've been sitting here for about 4 hours. I had lunch from a 1950's looking diner, it was some chicken strips and fries. The fries had a delicious salt and pepper coating.
My fiance is doing the final passes at the grocery store. We're getting a bunch of vegetables, eggs and rice. We have a lot of beans stocked up from last year, and hopefully we will have enough food to last us the two weeks.
The podcast episode I was a part of has been released[1].
=> https://reliability.substack.com/p/software-at-scale-002-christine-dodrill Software At Scale Episode 2 [1]
I feel nervous. It took some convincing with the Delta agent to be able to board this flight at all. I had to show them my LIMA and work permit application papers. Hopefully this anxiety is unjustified.
My keyboard wasn't selected for additional screening, thankfully.
My Animal Crossing island started snowing today. I managed to build a snowman, which the in-game UI called a "snowfolk".
The people on the plane are disembarking now so that the ground crew can clean the plane. I'm probably about to have to pack up. Flying internationally during a pandemic is a stressful thing.
I'm gonna try out Cyberpunk 2077 when I get home.
## 18:51
I'm in Detroit now. Normally after flights I feel hungry but this time I just didn't. I got a giant bottle of water. My fiance tells me we should have enough food to brave quarantine. Let's hope we do.
My fucking jacket is so hot holy fuck. I really need to get a thinner jacket. I would just be wearing my hoodie right now but I was having issues packing my clothes into my backpack, so I pulled my jacket out and am wearing that. I have it off right now while I write this at the gate.
This facemask is annoying lol.
So sometimes I just open up a text file, start writing and just let the words flow out until it feels like I am done. Today it got really fucking dark lol:
=> /journal/theseus.gmi Theseus
I was nervous before, but now I just feel calm. Really calm. Everything is going to be okay. I don't have any reasons to worry.
Just waiting for the desk person to get to the desk and give me a seat assignment. Then I will board the flight and head on to Toronto! After I get the work permit in Toronto I will catch another flight to Montreal and then finally go home and pass the fuck out.
## 23:51
Hello from the YYZ chapel. Being an ordained minister is great. I can get away with claiming that I need to be in here for religious reasons and they can't say no. It sucks that my next flight is at 9 AM.
I'm gonna go do some WingMakers study.

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# Quarantine Diary Day 2
## 05:22
I stayed up all night. The only things keeping me awake at the moment are caffeine and spite. My fiance fell asleep around 2 am. I'm waiting at my gate currently and just starting to piss away the 3 hours I need to wait for my flight home.
I had Tim Horton's coffee around 4:30 AM. It was horrible at first, but as I drank more of it, it slowly grew on me. I probably should have had them add a cream or two.
I was one of the first people through security. The terminal is almost completely empty. There's a kid's playground at the gate. I would have thought COVID would shut that stuff down, however it seems to just be there anyways. I probably should have waited a bit longer to go into security. I could have finished my coffee. The Timmies on the other side of the gate isn't open yet (I don't expect it to be open until about 7 am).
When I get home I'm gonna call the Canadian government to let them know I'm entering quarantine, and then I will pass out. And when I pass out it will be glorious. I don't plan to move for the rest of the day.
My fiance fell asleep around 2 am, he tried to stay on the call with me as long as he could. I really wonder what I've done to deserve him.
I think this will be the biggest airplane I've ever ridden on. It has a center aisle as well as edge aisles. I have a whole center row to myself.

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<name>Cadey Alicia Ratio</name>
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<id>gemini://cetacean.club/journal/08-05-2020-lewa-development.gmi</id>
<title>L'ewa Development</title>
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<title>Maj CGI Support</title>
<updated>2020-08-08T16:21:52.620170+00:00</updated>
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<title>Theseus</title>
<updated>2020-12-11T23:50:28.633062+00:00</updated>
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=> 08-11-2020-keyboard-thonks.gmi 8/11/2020 - Keyboard Thonks
=> 08-15-2020-the-source-draft.gmi 8/15/2020 - The Source 0.2.0
=> 09-12-2020-origami-king.gmi 9/12/2020 - My Thoughts on Paper Mario and the Origami King
=> 21-10-2020 Colemak Mod-DH
=> 12-10-2020-mod-dh.gmi 12/10/2020 - Colemak Mod-DH
=> 12-11-2020-quarantine-1.gmi 12/11/2020 - Quarantine Diary Day 1
=> 12-12-2020-quarantine-2.gmi 12/12/2020 - Quarantine Diary Day 2
## Stories
Occasionally I write little stories that are not really connected to anything. I have not really had a good place to publish these in the past. This place seems as good as any.
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=> mara-castle-charon.gmi Mara's Ransack of Castle Charon
=> immigration.gmi Immigration
=> new-you.gmi New You
=> theseus.gmi Theseus
## Poems
=> ./you-complete-me.gmi You Complete Me
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# Theseus
I woke up to a dark room. It felt like there were restraints on my arms and legs. Suddenly, there was light. A figure emerged from the darkness. I tried to speak but the words escaped me.
"Stop fighting, child. Everything will be easier if you cooperate."
The figure came into focus. I could see his long, slender form, white lab coat and black pants. His skin glistened under the light and a smile curled out of his lips. His eyes were hidden behind his goggles.
"Tell me, child: have you heard of the story of the ship of Theseus? Nod or shake your head."
What? What relevance could this possibly have? I wanted to get out of there more than ever. That kind of smile on that kind of face never bodes well. I shook my head trying to escape.
"Ah, okay. Thousands of years ago, the Greek hero Theseus set out on a journey on his wooden ship. As the battles wore on, the ship's boards started to rot and were individually replaced. After a decade of adventure every single board on the ship had been replaced. Was that the same ship? When did the ship become a different ship? Did adding a single board cause the ship to become a new ship? Was it after a hundred boards were replaced? A thousand?"
I lay there flabbergasted.
"Now, you must be thinking, 'what the hell does this have to do with anything?'. Well, you see, I'm running a little bit of an experiment. If we replace your body parts one by one, when will you not be 'you' anymore?"
Oh no.
"And for that matter, notice your breath for a moment. You're pulling in air and letting air out. When you breathe in, that air becomes a part of you, doesn't it? When you breathe out, that air no longer is a part of you. Same with your food and waste, drink and urine. Are you ever truly yourself? Is the self always changing yet deluded enough to believe that it's a constant?"
I felt a jolt of strength and tried to struggle against the leg brace. I was a runner in my younger years. I hoped that the residual muscle would save me. I managed to get my leg a bit loose and then I felt a pinch in my neck.
"I told you child, don't fight me. I am your future. Maybe you will be more cooperative after the first board has been replaced."
Everything started to get warm and the light faded into darkness again. That smile remained.