Week 223: Harry Styles
Still no yearnote for my fourth year of weeknotes. The year happened, I’m sure I’ll get around to it.
I think the January blues are over now. I’m feeling a lot more like myself, I’d dare to say I’ve been chirpy this week. My guess is that it’s a combination of not being sick and not being sleep-deprived.
I’ve been doing some interesting stuff at work around tooling for a large migration. It frequently moves at a snail’s pace but it’s worth it for the occasional little flurries of activity which leaves my team feeling super productive. Something I enjoy immensely about my team is that, when the main thing is quiet, there’s a near-infinite pool of interesting side work to pick up.
On Thursday, Charlotte and I went to a light up thing in Shoreditch and spoke to some strangers very successfully. The lights themselves were a bit naff but we had food and some cocktails afterwards.
Saturday was nice, we went for a walk with the Whitechapel crew (plus Luke) out in Abbey Wood. Then we came back towards home and tried out a few new local pubs. We ended in the Hospital Tavern drinking Long Island Iced Teas then crashed Harry Styles’ Birthday Party (karaoke) upstairs.
Just obsessed with these perfect angry lads.
They’ve grown a lot in ~10 months.