echo no-yo

Ugh, world. Why do you have to fuck with me universe–I feel so lucky as is it would seem teasing out extra is a definite risk. My most recent echo came to fuck me with a nice dose of holy shit, you might have just a year to live to, holy shit, they might want…

questions, answers and superstitions

I am a slight superstitious, I guess you could say, because things sometime have a way of running off the lines of the paths I’ve tried to set up. Clearly this is not just something I am afflicted with right now since so many are now joining me, but yes, Don is home, and no,…

88 days

I haven’t seen Don in 88 days as of today. I have been mostly alone since my birthday, which was the day he flew away to his new job. Today he is coming home and part of me was like, hmm….should I write all of my goodbyes now…should I pre-write them for a possible later…

echo hijab

So I am not sure I wrote about this really ever, but I did decide there were some cultures better prepared to cover the mouth and nose, and quite fashionably, so I got some hijabs. No, I definitely did. I am not muslim, but the covering of the hair and mouth seemed to be a…

It’s the last day of April 2020

Yup and yup. I am maybe a week away from seeing Don so things are slowly coming together for us. By then it will be what–80 something days without seeing or touching anyone. Like I’ve told Don, the dog is the only reason I know anybody at this point. But certainly we aren’t touching and…

oh oh…climbing up to 71

It looks like the numbers have responded to me calling them out–of the roughly 195k cases considered closed, the numbers are now 71% recovered 29% dead. Still not the small .5 or 5 or whatever percent these liars said the mortality rate would be. I wish upon a star that they would be honest with…

arrogance has a price

So here I am writing on the last Monday in April, close enough to the unleashing of many of these measures we’ve taken, because people are weak and ultimately, the price we will pay for that weakness is death. I have watched the numbers since February–and the recovered rate seems to be hovering between 65-68%…

It’s 2020 and injecting Lysol is a thing…

Goodness guys. What the heck is going on with the world right now? It would appear the world has gone caaa-razy. The thing that actually occurred to me this morning when reading sobering news about the vaccine and also realizing that HIV, far less contagious, certainly has NO vaccine, that I am once again relegated…

the world, I mean AMERICA has lost its collective mind

I have been playing with this idea of writing the fictional account of what life could have been like had we had competent leadership during this time, but I feel like it would maybe be too early and slightly depressing considering the state of affairs we find ourselves in. And truly, to be honest, it’s…

trois, day 3 etc

I am bleeding to death which has made this whole accomplish something task a bit harder to bear as of late. I don’t want to give myself too much space to fuck off but I do–bleeding to the level I am in unpleasant. To stand there and feel a whoosh and be afraid you are…


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