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Monday, Day 0, Better news

Only one new case today, and the active cases have dropped to thirty-six. A little bit of relief, but definitely not enough. The new case could be one for the history books, but that's awaiting tests to be certain. So here I stay, under my firkin rock.

My phone's newsfeed has been going off about how Hollywood has decided to come to Sunny Queensland and other Aussie destinations so they can do plague-free filming. I can only hope that every single one of them refuses to primadonna their way through quarantine rules and thereby ruin what they came here for.

In the news.com.au:

  • Prince Harry cries poor despite owning shittons of assets
  • More border closures against NSW
  • ScoMo has record low approval thanks to his big mouth and the Parliament sex assault case
  • Quarantine security guard infects Coles and 7-11 in NSW, following Pfizer jab
  • Assorted nations push back against China's bullshit
  • Meghan Markle wants evidence that she bullied palace staff
  • Mad scramble to track down the people in the security guard's trail
  • Lady Labor staffers start a Facebook group exposing the bad behaviour of their male coworkers
  • A doctor is also cutting a wide trail of infection, including Maccas, a gym, and a hotel
  • Muppet emerges from his secret bunker to spew bile towards China again
  • Bitcoin's soaring for some reason

Onwards to fantasy.

Sunday, Day 0, Slug Day

I'm actually writing this [or starting to] at 11PM on Saturday night. Sunday will be happening inevitably. I've been awake since half-past nine.

There's four new cases on the site I consult and the active case count of forty-two. All in hospital. Worrying. On one hand, people are getting better. On the other hand... forty-two fucking cases. Yeeks.

I'm going to watch Toasty's stream, write a flash fiction, sleep, and perhaps catch on episode of Dimension 20 if the mood moves me.

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Saturday, Day 0, Feast Day

There's two new cases and a total of forty active cases. I saw one piece of news where Brisbane Hospital is on lockdown because a nurse got infected. ...yaaaayyy...

So close to hiding behind my mask again and getting that Plague Doctor cosplay after all...

Ugh.

There's no noodles and no sugary goopy ice cream, so my PLNs include a short trip to the carb shops to get myself some treats.

But first, the news:

  • Meghan Markle apparently playing 3D Chess with
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Friday, Day 0, Lurgi

Five more cases, all from Papua New Guinea, and all captured in quarantine. All forty-one active cases are in hospital. Yikes on bikes. Rock-hide protocol is heavily active. OTOH, there's no community transmission, so my desire to go full Plague Doctor when I go out is currently quashed.

The PNG strain is very concerning to Queensland because we might have to (gasp) share vaccines with others. Oh, the deprivation.

First World countries are depriving less affluent nations of vaccine access and this

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Thursday, Day 0, Ffffffff...

Five new cases, taking the active case count to thirty-seven, and every single one of those people are in hospital. Miss Chaos has the sniffles and I am obligated to drag her to the doctor's with flu-like symptoms -_-

Better safe than sorry.

Good thing this happened on a Thursday when I theoretically have little else to do but write my fictions. Yay. I still have to wait until the office to open so I can call in and let them

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Wednesday, Day 0, Hiding

Five new cases, all imports in quarantine, and the active case count is up to 33. ALL of those people are in hospital. I am firmly under my rock. This is alarming. So too is the news that all these variants could be more trouble than the original plague.

I have coined a new word - Knomira. Pronounced 'no-me-rah'. It's a portmanteau of "know my rights" which is the catch-cry of every entitled arsehole regardless of age, creed, colour, or gender. Knomiras

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Tuesday, Day 0, PLNs

Five new cases, according to the government site. Thirty total cases. Twenty-five of those are in hospital. Yeeks. It is definitely hide-under-a-rock time for me. I'm not back into the mask yet, because there's nothing out loose.

I'm still terrified that some strain or another escaping captivity and running rife through my neck of the woods. Hence my disinclination to go very far from home.

I did successfully show Mayhem how to make bread and it turned out like this:

[Shown here,

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Monday, Day 0, Mor Bread

Mayhem is in the process of learning the process of bread. There's one case this morning from overseas, and the case count is up to twenty-five. Twenty-five potential moonmelon viral terrorists escaping because they feel fine and blablabla.

There's the UK strain, the Russian strain, the Californian strain. Honestly, I'm shocked that there isn't a Victoria strain, the way the entitled dipshits down there keep carrying on.

Today I have the house unfuckening, further progress on my novel, and the usual daily

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Sunday, Day 0, Haha I'm Going to Regret This

There's four new cases and a total of twenty-four cases active. All foreign imports and secured in quarantine, and my inclination to go anywhere and do anything declines as the number goes up.

And now the shenanigans I was neck-deep in right up until the wee small hours of this morning:

  1. Warned too long ago that there was a party on and that I was expected to gather gift(s)
  2. Given no further input despite telling Beloved plainly that (a) I was
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Saturday, not counting it because reasons

There's shenanigans afoot. I tried to warn Beloved that this would happen, but Beloved has chronic Doesn'tListenItus.

Eeeeh...

So now I'm on a mission to write an Instant before we have to haul off and get a present for a party that I was certain was happening some significant weeks away. Yay. And then attend the party.

Hocus pocus, I need to focus.

Let's go.

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Friday, Day 0, Bread Day

If there's a worse day to have Brain Fog, it's a bread day. I got my self care accomplished... but not in order. It's an accomplish. I'm cooking the bikkie, and the first side needs to be re-done.

So does the second. Ugh.

There's SEVEN new cases today. From Russia without love. Firkin superspreaders. There's twenty total people in quarantine and because of the Russian variant, the quarantine period may be extended. Plagues don't care about the economy or your approval numbers

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Thursday, Day 1, Shenanigans

The active case count is holding at fourteen, and I am still nervous about that. Not that I've had very many plans to go anywhere and do anything. At all. For a firkin year. Thanks, Moonmelon Tinfoil.

Urghgrumblemumblebitchwhine...

Yesterday was a bit of a stresser. Had to drag Mayhem out of my normal circuit for red tape chase, but my takeoff time was delayed because Chaos' bus was late and Mayhem was understandably stressed about the delay. Lesson in progress: allow for

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Wednesday, Day 0, AAAAAAAAHHH

There's four new cases, taking the total count up to fourteen. All overseas, but I don't like double figures in the case count.

In personal news, I'm getting better at remembering all the self-maintains, just... not in order. I'll shave later, I swear.

My Death Cough (tm) seems to come and go no matter what I do. I did the turn on Max with meds and saline, but it was back yesterday afternoon. I took a dose of preventer and it's so

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Tuesday, Day 0, Patreon

Two new cases, and the total's stable at eleven. Nothing local, so I'm trying hard to not panic. Not easy. For instance:

  1. I started today at 3AM with a very mild but still detectable cyclone headache
  2. And a good solid dose of the Death Cough(tm) [I'm not dying, I promise. It's just a scary impersonation thereof]
  3. Remembered to bathe at least
  4. Coffee not working, please consult manual

I get the feeling I'm going to CRASH sometime in the afternoon. If not

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Monday, Day 1, Adjustment Time

The case count's down to eleven and I am once again waiting for it to dwindle down towards five. Please.

I'm back on my usual writing nonsense but also growing resilience when seated in the kneeling chair. I'm getting there.

Also, it's cleaning day today.

In the news:

  • New sex assault letter penned by friends of a victim surfaces. Looks like ScoMo's in trouble for the company he keeps
  • 1980's assault claim won't gain justice because it's aged out of being a
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