#my wife
And…. Lesley and I both have positive Covid tests. Whee…..
If she can point out the maskless cunt who coughed on her last Monday, I’m going to punch his teeth so far down his throat he’ll have to floss by enema.
(That comment got banned by FB, for incitement to violence. I bet fucking Trumpers are still allowed to threaten individuals)
And that means next week’s eye-stabbing is cancelled. I’d be out of isolation, but they always ask at them if you’ve had a positive result in the past two weeks, so I guess that’s the safety buffer.
I mean, we’re already feeling better than a couple of days ago - I felt worst on Thursday, and her on Sunday/Monday - but it’s bloody annoying, especially since it means I can’t pick up our meds on Friday, and don’t have enough to wait til Monday. (Friday is my 10th day, but the pharmacy is closed at weekends…)
Of course now there’s the psychological “Well that’s fucking depressing”
moodboard for when you really deeply respect ray toro
i am no longer even pretending to be respectful. the bimboification of ray toro.