Catching COVID is totally not a moral failing — as long as it’s you or someone you love. Otherwise it’s schadenfreude. Though, let’s be clear, the virus doesn’t care about your beliefs or who you are or where you live.
But those stupid dumbasses totally had it coming, right?
So the thinkable happened. I got COVID.
2nd time.
Thankfully I got the latest vaccine a month ago, so it’s not as bad as it could’ve been.
Fatigue set in on Thursday, then throat-sinus inflammation that night, and then by Friday morning, full blown aches, fever, swimming vision, and testing hot. Fever broke this morning, as it does, but now that it’s nighttime I’m back up into fever territory. As it does. Circadian rhythms keepin’ me beat.
Best I can do is rest at home, consume media, nap, order delivery, and shop curbside. I’m stocked up now on everything…except companionship.
But I was short on that already.
The cool thing about computers is that i can wjwlnm ans djthe’;al and then suddenly they cannwhwhlk;;ewhal. asdf. forever.
and they pay my bills.
also, this is my ONE THOUSANDTH POSTH ONTH PHAYSIS. OMG wordpress numbering is arbitrary but little victories are big.
Years ago, in my middling tech explorations, I setup an Apache webserver to privately serve my music collection. I shared the link and password with a longtime friend over Instant Messaging. As she browsed my collection, I watched the server logs and commented through IM on what she was looking at.
She eventually told me to stop because it was creepy that I was watching her trawl through my collection to find something she likes. Of course, I stopped watching the logs and let her go about her business.
And yet log-watching is exactly what every recommendation algorithm does today.
It’s surprising how differently we act online when we know someone is taking notes.
My love life is over.
