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Quarter peal attempt tomorrow! Hike with teenybuffalo on Monday!
I'm so excited, I'm about to lose my $#!7, and I think I like it!

Well, aside from the bit where I cannot REMOTELY concentrate on work today.

March 377, 2020 / Friday in Week ?54 of Lent
I didn't get enough time to post about this yesterday,* but yesterday was our one-year COVID-versary. As I wrote back then,
we got "strongly encouraged" to take our computers home on Wednesday [the 11th] and not come back if at all possible; I ended up doing whatever the reverse of playing hooky is, and spent Thursday afternoon and Friday at the office, because I find trying to work from home incredibly difficult.**

One or two of you have written about how life was originally scheduled to be disrupted for some at-that-time inconceivably, well, disruptive period; and that it's been a really really long two days out of school/three-week semi-quarantine. Similarly with us: we were implicitly expecting to go back after a week or so, once the dust and hammering - and the epidemic - was over. It's been a really long ten days.

For me, what it mostly feels like is a really long month of March. And even more like a really long Lent.
More Later: Work is crawling down my throat. And up my ass. (Both directions, Venkat!)

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Subrealm: Presents
Having received two presents with no sender listed in as many days, I half-wondered whether someone was doing the world's most extravagant secret Santa routine. It turns out, though, that the painting of the North End was ordered by my brother, and the giant box of grapefruit and juicing oranges by my Dad.
Today's addition was the box of chocolates, but in this case, my Aunt actually managed to get her name on the label. So double yay! I mean, in retrospect I didn't need to ask [M] to pick me up some chocolate at the grocery store this morning...especially since she came back with a bar the size of a decent-size book...but oh well, CHOCOLATE.

Subrealm: Phone
After sleeping on it, I decided to adhere to my philosophy of "repair and reuse whenever possible", and sent my iPhone off to Apple for servicing. This involved a good deal of metaphorical hair-pulling, especially since any number of the steps on the way required me to enter something into the phone, when the phone was the whole problem... but I eventually prevailed.

Subrealm: Beer Reviews
Southern Tier's Old Man Winter: an unexpectedly, possibly inadvertently good facsimile of English beer. I ordered another six pack this evening. The Beer Cellar would have brought it out to me, too...if I'd been able to text them to let them know I was outside, which I couldn't, because my phone is in the hopefully-capable hands of UPS. (see above)
Harpoon's From Nova Scotia with Love: I'm like legally obligated to check out any Nova Scotia/New England crossover product, so I purchased this winter-ale-with-spruce-tips last weekend and tried it on I think Sunday night. I should have saved it for Christmas. It tasted like Christmas. And alcohol poisoning.

Twenty,twenty,twenty-four months to go-o-o
I wanna be vaccinated;
Nothing to do, nowhere to go, oh,
I wanna be vaccinated!

(but Don't get me to the airport, or put me on a plane)

OK, COVID-19 tests completed on both of us. Man, that was a weird feeling. It really is like having water up your nose. Kinda. And they don't tell you about the aftereffect feeling where it feels like you have a nosebleed or something.
< pause to get bike in b/c thunder >

ETA: Also, it turns out we may not actually get the test results until next week. That...would put a bit of a crimp in our weekend plans.
(Though at least Dad's said they can accommodate us if we have to come up next week.

Placeholder: I have a lot of feels about For Pierre Chuvin. But I also just had another long, frustrating day at work, so I'm going for a walk first.
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Average number of new COVID-19 cases in Massachusetts per day this week: 390.

Festum Sci. Colum. Hiiensis.
Die Profectionis Wm. Guerry. Epi. & Mart.

I totally should have gone to a protest Tuesday or Wednesday, but I was too emotionally exhausted to get my $#!7 together enough even to go stand on the street in Arlington.

Dear LORD.

I was emailing someone in BC earlier today (nevermind why), and innocently closed with "...and hope you your congregation are riding out the epidemic as well as possible."
His reply was a little confusing, so just now I went online and looked up the BC coronavirus page.

British Columbia has ... 2,573 confirmed cases of COVID-19.

There were days, back in April, when Mass. had more NEW cases than that in one day.


(Today it was 664, which is about average for the last week or so, but still, wow.)

This is priceless:
Steve Mnuchin vs. Axl Rose



(Average number of new COVID-19 cases in Massachusetts per day this week: 1645.)

To-do list for the weekend:

Good Omens reading! (Friday) ✓
Bake a thing! ✓
Maybe bake another thing?
Attempt to get car fixed (Saturday) ✓
Look into the Christmas cards project, already, ya slacker ✓
Blog moar* ✓
Call grandmother?
Get advice from Squigaunk and/or Sovay's dad re: car ✓
Call/skype Sovay, at least briefly ✓
Mail check to bank** for deposit ✓
Church! (Sunday--possibly DIY) ✓


* Also, post about weekly plague-year activities! ✓
** 411 Theodore Fremd Ave., Suite 350, Rye, NY 10580-1426


ETA:
Buy wine for roommate birthday ✓
Pay credit card bill ✓