It me.
My sore throat might not be COVID, but that doesn’t mean the people at work want it. It’s not enough to keep me from working, though.
Written: FAIL.
Tag: sickness
No elections here, but many parts of the country got to overwhelmingly remind Republicans that “how about we just take away your rights” is not a popular platform.
Also not popular: early-morning meetings, sore throats.
Played: Nothing. Ken suffered an unfortunate work-related setback and had to take a self-care evening.
Written: FAIL.
My symptoms are pretty much gone, but I had no energy at all when it was time for work, so I took this as a sick day and did a lot of nothing. Well, I tried to clean up some of the mess from yesterday and stuff, and some of the household objects I ordered arrived, but mostly nothing.
In the afternoon I went grocery shopping, because I didn’t do that yesterday, and now I need things to eat. It was, as they say on the Internets, FUCKEN WIMDY. First the wind tried to kill me with a tree branch, then it threw my hat into traffic to get run over repeatedly. I did manage to buy food, but it was much too adventurous and exhausting for such a mundane errand.
The wind also took out Ken and Dave’s power, so no gaming.
Read: Katalepsis ch 14.1-18 (Hungry): Back to [SPOILER] and surprising information and annoying side characters and DOOOOM.
Written: Still FAIL.
Oh no, I am not better at all, as I found out in the middle of the night. The events are too horrifying to relate, but I think it’s norovirus. I hear that’s going around, and the symptoms match. Anyway, I spent all day half-asleep, neither eating nor drinking, and not being much use for my on-call shift. New Boss R couldn’t find anyone to cover, but fortunately the customers were all observing the holiday too.
Read: Katalepsis ch 13.1-14 (Hungry): Yep, I still really like this.
Written: Ahahahaha FAIL.