Away From The Things Of Man

My fever came back a bit last night. I'm not scared... I want my symptoms to go away so I can go back to work. I miss work. So far, I get the idea that work is being cool with me having to have been locked up in my apartment for a week. But what if they stop being chill? I guess tomorrow, I'll look more stridently into the possibility of being tested. I hope I keep my job. I have a lead on a place to stay - I'm gonna renew my lease where I currently am. Thing is, I can't complete the paperwork until I can get into my work's HR portal, and I can't do that until I'm actually at work. So I've kinda done all I can, until I end quarantine. Which hopefully will be in the next few days. (What if it takes longer? What if it takes two weeks? Or three? How long will they keep my job waiting for me? If I don't end up being able to take a test, how will that affect my job and or my lease?!) I hope I feel better. I want to feel better. As I'm kee...

Okay, so it's 4:24 am on Wednesday, March 25, 2020. I started showing symptoms of COVID-19 on Friday, March 19 (haha). I haven't left my apartment since then. While I have had the fever, body aches, lack of smell & taste, sore throat, abnormal cough, and very intense headache, these symptoms haven't been especially severe. Distinct, uncomfortable, and disquieting, to be sure. But I've had much worse from sinus infections and even croup (yes, croup, which no one is supposed to get in the 21st century). But staying home instead of going among people while being A Petri Dish Of Doom seems a safe bet. My fever broke sometime yesterday, I think. So I think I'll be clear enough of symptoms and within a reasonable timeframe to go back to work. If I hadn't just gotten my tax refund, being away from work for a week would be the most intense nightmare I can imagine (well, that and if I got pregnant). My lease is up at the end of April. My search for a ne...

There was this band that played at my church once (on a basketball court). They were a Christian band but they were good, and not just a knockoff of something secular - they had their own sound and vibe. Then (as memory serves), they released an album that made all the Christians clutch their pearls and shit bricks because it sounded like it was made by people who were super into the devil's lettuce. At the time, I just thought it was groovy, and was offended that anyone would dare accuse a band I liked of anything as vile as smoking pot (reminder: I was a very indoctrinated automaton for entirely longer than I am proud of). Nowadays, Prayer Chain is as close as I'm willing to get to Christian music. (Hmmm. I also make an exception for Poor Old Lu and Hoi Polloi.) But when I am in a state of medicated mellowness, I sometimes find this song on YouTube. It still makes my skin shiver in a good way, does the song "Bendy Line", and it includes this sentence: Beg me pl...