I have been saddened to realize that there are a lot more people out there who don't regard anyone who isn't them as real, or at least as someone who matters, than I had previously supposed.

On the flipside, this doesn't make me despair for humanity in general.

It just makes me understand that the spectrum from bad to good behavior is a lot wider than I thought.

Most people are not bunched towards a Median Good.

There are some actively Very Bad people out there and Very Good people.

It's just the bad people are worse than I thought. They drag the bottom of the scale down.

Stoopid people: last week I was on a family Zoom meeting. My auntie who still inexplicably loves the orange Cheeto took the cake. She suggested poking holes into the mask her daughter has to wear at Costco. After we had all laughed at the story about the lady who cut a hole in her mask saying that made it easier to breathe.

I'm kinda glad my Dad was not here to hear that one. He loved his sister, even though her politics made him want to throw up.

Since Thursday we started a week of 95-100 Fahrenheit. I do not have A/C in my place and the fan helps but it's still too hot to focus for long hours. Do Not Want.

That sounds miserable, Shir.

Not that miserable, just not highly effective in meeting my deadlines.

Edit: oh, just checked! Deadline #5 for the next 36 hours is actually due on Thursday! I think I can meet all of the other four deadlines without passing out, woo-hoo!

Just got boozy breakfast/brunch delivered. Felt like an ass because I forgot to add tip before I hit complete order. I pulled together all the cash in my house and ran out the tip to them - they were an hour ahead of the expected delivery time. - delivery from the store, not a service.

Ooh from where, msbelle??

Zeke's

I got my stitches out! And the doc said I don't need to come back again unless there's something wrong! Yay!

Yay, meara!

They really want me to come in for a physical and bloodwork.

I had to do that, too, Steph. One visit for lab work and another for the physical and the lab results. I don't like it. At least everyone was properly masked and all the patients were staying well away from each other in the waiting room.

My car is overdue for an inspection and the battery needs replacing. OH WELL. I'm not sitting in a mechanic's waiting room for two hours in a pandemic. If the battery dies (again), I'll call AAA (again) and maybe they'll have a battery on the truck this time. I'm rarely driving anyway, so the inspection is just gonna hafta wait.

So I accept that it's partly genetic, and also I'm not going to go full vegan. I need cheese in my life!

My numbers were not as good this time as last (hello, pandemic stress eating), and my doctor told me if they weren't better next time, she'd insist on a statin, which she knows I don't want to take. I was on one some years ago and it fucked up my memory, and I really do not want to do that again. So I'm back to keeping my triglyceride and simple carb intake low. It better work. Because I hate statins.

I have come to the uncharitable conclusion rather later in life that there are a lot more stupid people out there than I had thought.

Indeed. And I thought there were a lot before.

I think they just value themselves and their freedoms more than every other human life.

I think they've convinced themselves that only "the sick and the old" will die and that that's somehow okay, and also that if they themselves get it, it'll just be like the flu and then they'll get over it and be fine. Any information to the contrary can't get through their thick skulls. Except they know, deep down, that they're wrong, and that's scary, and that's why they're so damn angry with the people who are taking it seriously. (Most of my biological family is like this, and I can't stand it.)

My office is still set to reopen on June 10, but they might revisit that. The CEO has tended toward caution, for which I'm grateful. Personally, I'm in no hurry to go back to the office, or the outside world in general. Ironically, I'm less stressed right now than I have been in about three years.