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I did reckon a few weeks ago that there was a two-month cap on this con-19 hoax. England stops playing pandemic next week. Well, they drop to a plan A which means something. I haven’t been watching that space. No more vax passes, masks, restrictions, people can go back to work etc. I thought America was going to go first but we shall see what happens to the rest of us. Here in Chinada, whenever they lose the plot they double down on the propaganda. Canadians obviously eat it up. Last year, we proved to the world that Canada reached herd stupidity when we re-elected that out-of-touch trust fund baby.

I still can’t imagine a world where the truth is front and center. Will the cable news cult ever learn how this hoax was manufactured? lol! Never. They love this LARP. They get to play the victim. The world is split between those who want to know the truth and go seek it and those who just want the truth handed to them. The world is going to have fewer idiots either way. Either the cable news cult is right and that alleged virus with a 99.9% survival rate will wipe out those who refused the experimental medical protocol named vaccine or the radicalized far-right anti-vax/anti-$cience individuals are right and the vaccinated elites will die from that genetic experiment. The only victims here are the children.

Whatever, yesterday I finally bought the shelf I have been longing for. It was too big for my kitchen so I picked up a smaller one and I will return the other one. It was such a bitch to assemble. It was simple to put together but the execution was not easy. My hands are killing me today. I get to do it all over again today.

Toni has that scowl on her face. I know what it is. It’s the world owes Toni scowl. I’m waiting for her to try and blow up at me. She is waiting for a rent payment but she demanded I pay her rent earlier last month while I was sick and now there is almost four weeks of grocery bills to take out of it. I don’t owe her anything. I left the receipts for her to see that the groceries broke about even with what I usually send for rent. I should go get petty and make a lot of noise so she can’t hear the TV. I won’t. This scowl happens whenever I buy myself something. Fucking addict feels entitled to my money. Always.

Today was a blah day, my good moods at work are still going strong. Even through all of the bullshit. I shall go try and assemble that shelf now. Then I gotta dismantle the old one. Then somehow get that beast in my car. Blah.