Fucking Anxiety

A 55-post collection

Sunday, Day 0, Stream 'n' Sleep

Plague news: Thirteen new cases, all local transmission. One hundred and forty-four total cases [that's a gross for the numerically uninitiated], seventy are in hospital and one's in the ICU.

Plague brain's got me taking writing lightly and that's okay. Most of my energy is going towards worrying about the firkin deadly disease going around everywhere and WHY are people STILL being dickheads about firkin basic safety precautions?

Sigh.

If Covid was a firkin serial killer you can bet everyone would be staying indoors, wearing their masks, and trying to prove that they cleanse their hands at every spare second.

Problem is, Covid is a serial killer, but it's not a person and is invisible, so people keep being dickheads.

I don't want it to hurt anyone I know.

I'm staying off the news in the hope that something better happens in my brain. Maybe give it up for a week. Stop reading about the idiocy on purpose.

Tale Foundry's due to start up just as Toasty winds up... which means I will be functioning on PURE CAFFEINE by the time my stream rolls around. It's going to be "fun".

Come watch the resulting madness.

Thursday, Day 0, ...fuck!

Plague news: TWENTY new cases. One local, nineteen imports. I breathe a little easier knowing these numbers. All the same. Yikes time.

There are Aussie expats so desperate to get back on these sunny shores that they are considering becoming boat people. Have fun in out Dang Foreigner ~~Concentration Camps~~ Detention Facilities, folks.

I have the usual array of words to write and stuff, but I have been lagging behind when it comes to tagging the fics in the app. So. Today,

Monday, Day 0, Anxiety Max

Plague news: Five new cases, all imports. Twenty-six total cases, nineteen in hospital and one in the ICU.

Tomorrow, I talk to the local quack about getting the Jab. The stuff for my age bracket versus my asthma, maybe also versus Beloved's diabetes. And the best time bracket to get the kids' jabs too.

I'm thinking start of school hols for Miss Chaos so we can all keep an eye on her. Dunno about Mayhem. Possibly ASAP, knowing the way of things.

Thursday, Day 0, Nonsense Ahoy

Plague news: one new case, an import. Thirty-one total cases, twenty seven in hospital, two in the ICU.

I now have a replacement for the marble run that we broke on Miss Chaos though incompetence and mishandling. The trick now is to find enough time to make it in one sitting. Possibly on my own. I deserve the thumb pain for ruining Miss Chaos' chosen prize.

I still have to call the local quack about getting my Plague Jab. Today's the day

Monday, Day 0, Fan-firkin-tastic

Plague news: One local transmission, zero imports. Twenty-seven total cases and twenty-six of those are in hospital.

...yaaaayyy...

I need to poddle along to a Chemists and get myself some saline for the nebuliser because I am almost out of the dang stuff.

The F-key on my keyboard keeps popping off and I may have to get a new keyboard at some point. Depends on how annoying this gets in my future.

Today: house unfuckening, 500 words, and the daily instant. If

Friday, Day 0, I'm not stressing, you're stressing

Three new cases, all imports. Twenty total cases, seventeen of them in hospital and -given the precedent- three about to go in. Miss Chaos is coming home this afternoon and I am hoping that there's no trouble. I may even be vulnerable to telescammers because I am on call just in case the camping people want to know a thing about Chaos and her needs.

I've got The Bikkie on, and am about to arrange some moolah for myself from my accumulated

Thursday, Day 1, Adventure!

All seventeen active cases are in hospital, and Miss Chaos is off to camp despite an illness that had her home during yesterday. Antihistamines helped, and so did some steam during the night.

Considering that I'm a "cotton wool" parental, it is a measure of my internal strength that I am not a ball of nerves as a direct result. Time will tell.

In the news:

Plague panic in Sydney
Cricket star kidnapped
New feature on vacuum cleaner is a light attached

Sunday, Day 0, Enough sleep?

Three new cases, one domestic and two imported. Seventy-four active, all of them are in hospital, and two of them are in the ICU. This now reveals that my math has been off about everything this entire time. Yay.

Ugh. At least I've learned that those in ICU are a subset of those in hospital.

Still not looking at the news. The lockdown and global shenanigans combined to make me sleep a lot because anxiety and depression can synergise like that. I

Tuesday, Day 0, Locked Down

Brisbane, and perhaps the greater portion of Southeast Queensland, has been locked down for three days. I got this news in the afternoon of yesterday. Ten new cases this morning, four of them local. Seventy-three total active cases, sixty-three in hospital, and two in the ICU. That means eight people are stuck in a well-furnished box and bingeing Netflix or whatever.

I... am trying my hardest not to spiral into my previous lockdown mood, which was huddling in the bedroom and seeking

Saturday, Day 0, Scramble

According to the government, there's seven new cases and the news is a new local transmission. I heard ten cases yesterday afternoon, but I have to trust the official sources.

Sixty-nine total cases [not nice], sixty-two in hospital, two in the ICU... and five remaining in captivity. It's hard to not panic.

Case 0 is in Stafford and has been communicable for a week. The alert is out for the Brisbane and Moreton City areas, so not in my or MeMum's neck

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

Thursday, Day Zero, Arts and Farts Time?

Two new cases from overseas, taking the total to twenty-six. We're approaching critical mass for the One Arsehole Theory. There's also a potential for a Karen from across the waters to find a way to bypass security and bring an even more virulent strain into our sunburned land.

Last I heard about things, Queensland -and then the rest of Australia- is reducing the number of people from overseas allowed to come in.

I am enacting some PLNs to get back into arts

Wednesday, Day Zero, Fuddlenoggin

I woke up in the wee small hours this morrow and realised I'd forgotten to post the public Patreon thing... and then I realised that chapter three contains a slur. Used more than once.

Yeah, so it's four in the morning and I'm having some anxiety about that. Nevermind that absolutely nobody reads my firkin Wordpress nonsense. This is the sort of thing that gets someone up in arms some many years later when and if fame ever lands upon my brow.

The Wheezing Continueth

My experimentation yesterday has revealed results. In that I can keep this compy functioning if I stick to the BARE MINIMUM of programs going at once. Mail, Markdown editor, and browser with only the necessary pages loaded. Nothing else.

Even then, it's slow as balls to get anything done, so... Yeah. I need to save up AU$1.5K so I can afford to get a new one and do all the things I dearly want to do. I already have the

Back to Firkin Zero

What an amazing co-incidence. Queensland's borders open up and Covid-19 comes a-marching in. Who could have possibly predicted--

Everyone with an atom of sense, that's who!

...geez...

In the news:

Children once thought to be immune to Covid-19 consequences are now dying from Covid-19 in yet another example of wishful thinking combined with the people in charge not giving a fig about basic science principals so long as the all-hallowed economy flourishes
It has now been revealed that the Muppet attempted to