Day.... 17.

Well THIS is where I relate this to the Oregon Trail... morale is so/so and basic food supplies are low (just basics: bread, almond milk, tomatoes) BUT! a friend of mine is going to steer their wagon (vehicle) my way today and drop off said food items to me since they're going to pick up groceries anyways... wouldn't have made it to Day 17 without the support system that is East Rock (and it's inhabitants! :D) morale is mostly so/so because I'm still awaiting unemployment.... it's basically all set up and ready to go, but, no one (at least from what I've gathered btwn a few other service friends) has received anything yet. That and combating insomnia and sleeping at random ass hours - have been getting headaches a bit more frequently and I need to moderate my coffee intake... ... my dad sent me a bunch of my old dvds, so I'm just gonna go get lost in those for a while.

Day 7 of No Service but Day 9 of me not working, personally

For me, Sundays and Mondays were my days off. and after the weirdest Friday and Saturday night at work of my life, the 13th and 14th, the end of the last week I'd be working - for an indeterminable amount of time... I bonded with my fellow service industry workers over some of our last pints out, and sequestered away we went. 'The killing time... unwillingly mine...' it's been a lot of time to process, to listen to myself, to find out things I've ignored about myself that I'm frustrated I've been too flustered to realize ... but I'm honestly coming back to feeling a little more human / myself, through this, as scary of a situation it seems. I'm used to be being by myself, and I actually kind of feel for people who don't know how to feel comfortable by themselves, with just, themselves. No pets, no people, no distractions involving money or gambling or sports --- just to simply reconnect with ourselves might be the finest silver lining in the silver linings of this disastrous debacle. oh, I've got plenty of time oh, I've got light in my eyes - Talking Heads, revised for single people

Day 7 of No Service Industry Service / Isolation / Pandemic 2020

it takes a pandemic for guys to really truly open up to me about how they wish they could 'do things' with me after I've been really good at being single and just getting myself off, seeing as I thought none of them cared enough to bother with me on equal levels of, uh, caring? well, we can discuss it all we'd like, and you can tell me how you wish I could come over, or you wish you could stay over, and sure we can run some hot steamy sexting back and forth a bit - y'know, for the sake of at least getting each other off in the comforts of our own places during such an anxiety filled time, you can send whatever pictures you wish, and I may send a few, but honestly? that's about it. dating was a clusterfuck of a mess before the pandemic, now it's either going to be non-existent, or like finding a fucking needle in a haystack. or I'm just going to be sexting fantasies with certain people to get myself off and am just going to leave it at that.