Well that was scary. I couldn't get on here earlier this morning. One of those bloody drinking dreams again where you have to force yourself awake then your head is a brick and you feel kind of sick. Hideous, hellaceous, horrendous feeling. Takes hours to shake it off. God I hate it.
I also despise the phone. Always have. I had to host a Zoom meeting for 50+ people yesterday. My idea of a nightmare. Better get used to it though. If you're not sure whether you like someone or not, you certainly won't after they've microphone abused on a Zoom session for an hour. There is also a huge rise in Zoom crashing where outsiders bust in via the link and (in one case that I heard about) show their willy to the work group.
Like I want THAT image in my head for the rest of isolation. Blech.
Right, I'll go down to the garden and try to erase that drinking dream from my psyche. And the willy concept.
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