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[dragonlady7]

sucks!, everything sucks!

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well, chums, it’s January, which I annually barely survive– idk if it’s seasonal-affective depression or what my brain just usually shuts down and i don’t do anything except try to get thru it– and the current state of the state is:

saturday, Farmkid’s 8th birthday party. she wanted to invite friends. the adults said too dangerous. so she just had her BFF come over with her family, and my mom and other sister. BFF had covid, she found out Monday. My mom has since tested negative, but the sisters don’t have results yet, and Farmkid tested positive today.

One of my friends from high school lives nearish to the farm (capital district of NY) has a 7-year-old and a stay-at-home-wife. The wife tested positive, symptomatic, for COVID; her only possible exposure was, while wearing a mask, running errands– the post office, the grocery store. Hasn’t been in so much as a doctor’s office, hasn’t taken her mask off around other people for two years now. She has since spread it to my friend and their daughter.

My first cousin who lives in Queens had COVID along with her kids before the vaccines came out. Her husband missed it then, but caught it now, and so they missed out at New Year’s at the home of her sister, my other cousin, in northern Virginia, but guess what, that cousin now has COVID and so do both of her children, and the younger one’s too young for the vaccine, and

as I was clocking out downstairs I was talking to a coworker who was like “yeah and my son has a fever so I can’t send him to school for five days isn’t that crazy” and I must have been staring at her bug-eyed because she said “or get him a test but like, that’s a huge hassle so no” and like

what

oh god

I’m just going to lie on the fucking floor and try to melt through it

why are we on this planet

let me sleep

my only only consolation is that i came up with a really killer fuck-or-die trope for one of my in-progress fic series and like if i can get that to work that’s the only reason i have for not instantly transforming myself into a slime mold so i can get some fucking rest. because slime molds can’t type and i want to type this up (Your picture was not posted)

Comments

[j00j]

<3 I hope everybody recovers uneventfully.
I hope your coworkers buy a goddamn clue.