Is it just me, or are the media / journalists once again putting a stupidly unfair pessimistic spin on that SpaceX launch?

"SpaceX rocket launches but explodes shortly into flight"
"Musk's SpaceX big rocket explodes on test flight"
"SpaceX rocket explosion: None injured or killed"

They've said time and time again, it's the first test of a massively complex rocket that's bigger than anything that's ever gone before it, and success is just defined as "getting off the launch pad" and collecting data. They did that and then some.

But instead of spreading excitement about the data, the fact it launched, that it's a world first, etc. - it's all doom and gloom, implying that the whole thing was a failure and people could have died 🙄

And people wonder why I have a low opinion of journalists.

Opinion: Tuesdays and Wednesdays are much worse than Mondays.

You can prepare yourself for a Monday. But nothing prepares you for a Tuesday. Tuesdays are just gloom and despair

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1. It's one of those few times in life that listening to Lq's Numb doesn't make me feel less anxious. Or Somewhere I Belong. Either way, anxiety levels are on all time high.

2. I have completely lost appetite. Usually at this point in time I'd go to doctor and ask for Xanax or something similar, to chill for a few days. But covid. I ain't going to any clinic, plus, ain't nobody got time for that.

3. On top of everything, I am also PMSing. The lack of energy, times n. (n>10)

4. Struggling to get out of bed for hours is now a reality.

5. I'm glad ("glad" is exaggeration tho) this will pass in a few weeks. I am hanging on to that hope and experience tells me it will pass. But my feelings are like "nah, we doomed. Let's just run away. Or just sleep until it all passes or we die of starvation."

6. My brain must work for the next few days. If I have to push it by drowning it in sugar, I will. But I'm also obese rn. Well, I guess it's "Hello diabetes!".

7. My hands and feet are cold. Like, freezing cold. Meanwhile, the rest of me is sweating. This sucks. Ngl.

8. I feel like I'm fighting a losing battle. Like, those last stabby stabs moments in a battle where you know you're gonna fall down soon. I know this feeling of doom and gloom is PMS related, but it's there. I have no solution for that aside from nicotine and sugar.

9. I can't even cry. Which is sad.
... Do you see what's happening there? That's the loop I'm in.

Anyone got any experience with offshore teams? I'm meant to be taking on the role of managing one in a month or two (yay...) Not quite sure what to expect.

All doom and gloom? Or any positive experiences?

Accepting to work at a place that requires "extra hours worked as required" with any form of overtime being unpaid.

Thankfully I enjoy the people I work with so it's not all doom and gloom.
(I'd need to, having worked an extra hour and a half today [Monday])

I never did get that break I wanted. Though, I did get off incident tickets.
Has been replaced with project after project though, with the emphasis being on "getting it over the wall", so as you can imagine. There is a pile of tech debt that's just being ignored. It'll blow up in production one day.

It's not all doom and gloom though. I've gotten the opportunity to write a few things, from scratch that are separate from the rest of our products. Nothing nicer than a clean slate, not built upon a steaming pile.