May 30, 2022
Today started out crappy. I got a negative comment about the book The New Jim Crow about how racism has changed since the days of Jim Crow laws, but it still exists. The comment simply said, “ridiculous.” It was from an older man with Air Force on his baseball cap. Originally, I boosted the post yesterday, but they rejected it as an ad because of Facebook’s policy against political or social commentary ads. I appealed it and it ran today, but today is Memorial Day. Of course an idiot who doesn’t understand how ads work shows his 100% racism and ignorance. I wanted to tell him this, but I just blocked him and hid his comment. This spiraled me into thinking about all the angry and hateful idiots in the world. I was listening to a book that was talking about a bratty celebrity who was famous for being attractive with big boobs. She was treating everyone around her badly. Reality denial takes on many different forms, but it all adds up to crappy humans the world would be better off without. I listened to my sad song playlist and was better by the time I got to work. After setting up a few studios, I was even better.
I’m thinking of giving up on everything. Reality Acceptance is taking up too much time. I’m tired of waiting for it to take off on its own. It’s costing too much money for little return. Of course, it’s the only thing I can work on in little bits over time. Everything else I want to do takes even more time and effort. Brian Creates is hardly creating anything these days. These Thoughts papers are the closest things I do to creating something new. Sad but true.
June 23, 2022
Last Saturday (6-18-22) I tested positive for COVID-19. I made it through 2020, 2021, and at least half of 2022 without getting COVID-19. One trip to San Francisco changed all that. Patti and I took a week-long vacation in San Francisco. I got too lax with not wearing my mask in small spaces and the symptoms started developing on the 16th. Patti tested a day after me and tested negative. She still showed some symptoms, though. She only called out one day from work. I set up all the COVID protocols at my work. I’m on about the 5th day of being out, but we don’t have any more home COVID tests left. Patti ordered more, but we don’t know when they will arrive. I’m still feeling some symptoms, but most of them are gone.
Part of me is glad I got it because I was thinking I was immune from getting it. Another part of me knows I got it when I was not eating my normal vegan diet, not in an area I was familiar with, and consuming more sugar than I care to admit to. At one point, I talked Patti into getting a dozen donuts and I wound up eating most of them. She actually only ordered four for herself. I think she only ate one donut. I didn’t weigh myself right when I got back home, but several days later I was just below 200 pounds. At my worst, I was probably well over 200. If we hadn’t gone to San Francisco, I probably wouldn’t have gotten COVID. I say this not as a regretful statement, but a statement of fact. If we had chosen somewhere else, I might have gotten it there as well. As with anyone who gets COVID-19, it’s about my behavior. My bad behavior toward my health means I must pay the consequences.
I would like to say I am back to my regular vegan diet, but I can’t be back to it fully because I haven’t been able to do my regular grocery shopping. There are just enough vegetables to have my regular breakfast until now, but I’m running out of some of those as well. Patti is going grocery shopping tomorrow, but I still have to make it through tonight and tomorrow morning. We still have healthy things I can eat so I should be fine. I still have some cheating foods around. I should throw them out. Actually, I am going to throw them out. I’m going to end this Thoughts paper right here and throw out all my cheating foods. Here I go. Wish me skill.



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