NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
I had one of my best nights of sleep in a long time last night. It was also one of the worst. I would expect nothing less from The Bed of Torment.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
I had one of my best nights of sleep in a long time last night. It was also one of the worst. I would expect nothing less from The Bed of Torment.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
Last week was a busy, productive week. Then it wasn’t.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
I’m back like a herd of turtles! Where did the pandemic time go? I’ll tell you where it went, it—along with a shit ton of money—went to Home Despot™ and into the backyard of the Cul-De-Sac-Shack!
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
As Pandemic-A-Go-Go 2020 weekends go, this one was pretty darn, not bad-ish. I mean, if you take out the facts that for the first Mother’s Day weekend in about 7 years, Wifey and I were not watching B play footy at the Midland tourney, that any time I cough, I briefly spiral into mind-racing thoughts of having “the” COVID, or that I have to mask up to enter a store with no plans of robbing it, only to find myself surrounded by maskless rim lickers showing me that they have the MAGA American God1-given right to not wear a mask and help prevent the further spread of a virus. Yeah, if you take that shit out, it was all pretty normal and sort of fun.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
I spent the whole of Friday edging1.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
Some days are pretty darn OK, even when they don’t offer one all that much. Such was the case with my Thursday, Day ____ of being Not Really Quarantined during Pandemic-A-Go-Go 2020.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
I try to be positive.
“Try” is the keyword in that sentence.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
After Sunday morning’s lackluster dirt road ride, I promised myself two things:
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
Instead of spreading all my errands out over the week—because every day is an open book of pandemic sameness—I chose to spend Friday doing a week’s worth of errands in one day. I’m an idiot.
NOT REALLY QUARANTINED DAY ____.
THURSDAY, 10:13 AM
I’ve looked at this blank page of digital nothingness for too long. I’ve got nothing right now. If I stay here looking at the blankness for any longer, I won’t be able to not talk about the fact that I know, ACTUALLY FUCKING KNOW, a COVID denier.