*Blog entry started on March 12, 2020.
It seems like we are getting back to the old format of the blog. It is obviously a different social/existential dilemma, but at least I asked for this one. It feels like I am back where I started four years ago.
It seems I am nothing more than a "All Employees Wash Their Hands Sign". It makes the customer feel good, but that is a lot of trust to assume. It may elevate my self importance during the rise of corona viruses.
If anything, COVID-19 has been a nice distraction for a guy working at a small-town financial institution. It reminds you that there is a reason why Rep. Rodney Davis represents the most liberal downstate population.
I thinks the disease is being covered solely to cause economic chaos for other people to gain.
Keep that shit in Peoria bitch. For a person who loves to hear is own voice (Per the former better quarter, Eva the Cat will always get half.), my ability to keep my inner monologue in check should be admired. I guess it is something I can shut off when I am at work.
Oh work, if only it applied to the verb version. Did I put enough in when it came to my felisapien? (That better quarter should take that description as a compliment.) If I had, would I be feeling like I am in an existential crisis?
At least when it comes to the noun version of work, I have found that the virus is bugging people in many a way.
They better not cancel the Khabib/Tony fight.
Just fight it in an empty arena, and if it is good, you run it back for more money.
As for how it is affecting me, I am worried about my trip to England (Because Trump does not know what he is doing, white, native-English speakers will eventually be fucked by the travel ban.), but otherwise it is just the fear that my current apartment building gets quarantined before I can secure my next dwelling. It feels like I am being cursed by dating an avid church goer. She is the walking into death trap. What bar can hold more than 50 people in downtown Champaign?
And when it comes to bars, I cannot help but think about the strip clubs and how they are effected. Of course, all the bills had just been paid, so it is not like I have the means to investigate.
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*March 13, 2020
Per Facebook: Games Cancelled? Come See Our Action at World Famous Big Al's. $3 Corona and Corona Light Specials.
I appreciate the idea that they are still open, but should they be? I thought Darling Nikki was pretty cool. I guess the apple does not fall too far from the tree. I do not need people to play on us nihilist who figure, "Why the hell not?"
COVID-19 can affect everybody, so that is the hell not. My Sunday is clear and it is not like I have not gotten home from a road trip at a ridiculous hour only to get up for work the next day. Riot Fest showed that I still had that strength. Also, this road trip allows me to visit my folks while there is little-to-no chance that I am a carrier. What else am I going to use my $45 check from the retailer?
With all the pointless panicking over the pandemic, there is no chance to use it for the cheap things. My air fryer has too much grease from all the chicken I fried (If someone can get me [russthebus07@gmail.com] the recipe to Gardner's Wings hot sauce, we might be able to fund "Main Event of the Dead" that way. Champaign needs a great wing place.), so baking cinnamon rolls in it was not an option. Hence, a trip to Walmart was in order since Big Lots did not have cake pans.
I also needed some Lava Hand Soap because the Just for Men Beard Wash was staining them (It was not enough that it does not seem to work with longer grays). It could not hurt me that much to add an exclusive Funko Pop Doc Holliday from "Tombstone". The trip seemed fruitful until you realize that only have the lanes were open and upwards to 75 people in the line who felt the shelves needed to be cleaned. This was weird because I thought the toilet paper was already cleared out the day prior.
If we go back to our Deep State theorist from earlier, it seemed like her fellow conspiracy enthusiast were making up the majority of those in line. Trump supporters are falling for this delusion and blaming the innocent liberals. That leaves me torn on what was worst, the undeserving fear mongers or Walmart's evil nature. Everyone is afraid that they cannot earn a paycheck, but with at least 20 unattended registers, so there should be the opportunities.
The world is just too crazy to try and relate to. I do not know if that means get back together with my favorite crazy woman I know (She should take that as a compliment. But I will say the congressional candidate is more fun.) or just surrender to celibacy. There is no way that I can myself to be associated with proud boys, so better put myself at risk of literally destroying a senior citizen community. At least I would be a hero to the zoomers.
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