Yet another month goes by.  The time just keeps on flowing and we're still here living through this pandemic.  What could be greater?  This update, that's what.

 

Monday, June, 1, I woke up feeling sick.  I should be in quote, "Sick," because it wasn't any specific type of sick other than no energy and no appetite.  But I did have that heart pounding thing again.  I hate that more than not having any energy.  There was one point that my aunt's contestant nagging finally forced me to eat something.  She made me a sandwich with the chicken that I fried up for her on Saturday.  OMG, the chicken was like rubber.  Me not feeling well and that chicken being like rubber made me want to throw up.  I left half of the sandwich on the plate (pictured above).  Even if the chicken was good I wouldn't want eat it.

My aunt said to me at some point that I should make a doctor's appointment.  I told her that I was way ahead of her.  And yes, when I felt a little better I started going on the insurance app to find a doctor to see me.  I found one, called, but it went to a phone tree.  After that I found another doctor and called them.  That took me to a clinic and that place gave me an appointment for Wednesday.  They initially said Tuesday, but I didn't want to miss work at Glendale.  I make too much money at that job to pass it up.  San Marino I can pass up, but not Glendale.  Yes, I have some sick time, but I kinda want to save that for what might come down the pike.

Meanwhile, the world is falling apart.  I spent the day in bed, sometimes sleeping, sometimes not.  But all the time the TV was on, tuned into the protests and later the looting.  This... is some bullshit.  As if I wasn't anxious enough, now the city is burning.

Tuesday, June, 2, My supervisor's supervisor emailed me to say that I was going to go to Pasadena today to drop off some of their books.  My coworker Tony was kind enough to pack the van for me yesterday, so I didn't have to do it this morning.  I went to Pasadena and dropped of about half of the books we had for them.  They gave me in kind.  It was good to see the Pasadena driver after so long.

Someone posted the sign above around the library.  Obviously some sort of way to prevent the library from being burned down, no doubt.  Hmmm.  This looks like the work of DrDeath.

These boxes represent about half of what Pasadena has for us on delivery.  They didn't have our bins, so they put Glendale's books in boxes.  Oh well.  More books to come.

Emma and I were exchanging texts when she asked if if I had seen the update to the Disneyland app.  I saw that it was updated, but I hadn't checked what was updated.  Well, there it was... a tile for a virtual queue.  I had head about this online from reports about how Disney is handling lines at the parks in China.  They virtually queue up.  That means you don't have to stand in line.  Is this the future of our visits to Disneyland until there is a vaccine for Covid-19?  It would sure seem so.

I'm a little afraid of what the doctor might tell me about my health tomorrow.  I say that because of my family history.  In the past I remember how my Mom went to a doctor's appointment one day and the next she was in the hospital with a cancer diagnosis.  Same thing with my Grandmother.  She was feeling sick and we went to the doctor and he sent her to the hospital.  Next thing I know the doctors find cancer.  I'm not saying this is going to happen to me, but I also fear that I might be next.  It really made me anxious and sad to think about this.

Wednesday, June, 3, I woke up and got ready for my appointment at the clinic.  I was nervous and my stomach was showing it.  My aunt asked me if I wanted something to eat and I said no.  But then I said yes, because of her puppy dog eyes that she gave me.  I was sleepy, I didn't want to eat anything.

I went to the clinic and there they told me that the appointment would be done on the phone.  I didn't see that until later, but yeah, when they texted me they said it would be on the phone.  Stupid me.  They said it was to limit contact with people.  That's understandable.  At the end of the call the doctor said that she thought it might be anxiety, but that she wanted me to have some blood work done, as well as an EKG.  The EKG was just to make sure there isn't another underlying problem.  Then another call next week to follow up on the results of the blood and EKG.  She did prescribe me anti-anxiety pills.  So now two doctors have prescribed that.  Must be anxiety.  I hope.

Because I'm all paranoid that Chan is going to be monkey-napped I didn't bring hims with me to my doctor's appointment (which as I said before I didn't know was on the phone), and then to work.  Now I know.  Check before you assume.  Anyway, TheGirl, Cheyenne and I had dinner, sans Chandaka.  Poor monkey.  I don't remember the last time we didn't have the four of us on dinner night.  Poor Chan.

TheGirl and I were talking while having dinner about how we almost missed having dinner together tonight because of the ongoing curfews.  Tonight's curfew was moved to 10pm, which gave us plenty of time tonight.  There was a point that she said to me something to the effect that the only thing we need now is an Earthquake.  I told her how I was telling a friend that I mentioned that the only thing we needed now was a UFO attack from SimCity.  Really I wanted to say Bowser attack, but I didn't think my friend or TheGirl knew who Bowser from Mario Brothers is, so I changed it to a UFO attack.  TheGirl and I moved to the couch to just chill.  I was playing with Cheyenne when in a quiet moment I felt a slight shake.  I have been experiencing that slight shake since I've been having these fast heart beats.  This is why I didn't mention it to TheGirl.  But then a moment later I received a text message from a friend that simply read, "Earthquake." That's when I turned to TheGirl and said, "I think that was an earthquake." She said that she thought so as well, but didn't say anything.  I checked online and it showed that the earthquake was in the area of the earthquake last year.  The preliminary magnitude was 5.1, but was later updated to 5.5 in magnitude.  Within a couple of minutes I could see my aunt stirring in the living room security camera.  I told TheGirl that I needed to leave early to check up on her.  She understood.  When I got home my aunt said she didn't even feel the quake.  Ha.  Good, I'm glad.  It was slight, but it was enough that I felt it.

My aunt pissed me off this morning because she was saying how she wanted the plastic washer from the hose because she wanted to see if she could put it in correctly.  It wasn't about that, it was about the faucet being old and the washer not able to cover all the area.  I had plans to go to the store and get some washers to see if a different sized one would help.  I did that today and even still I had to tighten the faucet head to make sure that there was no leaking.  After all this I wanted to tell my aunt that she needs to be more patient and let me do these things on my pace.  But, I know that my pace is too slow.  Still, she was happy that that the hose didn't leak any more.

Thursday, June, 4, So THIS time I did have to go into the clinic to have some blood drawn and to have an EKG.  First was the EKG, which turned out to be normal.  Woo!  That actually lifted a weight off my shoulders.  I felt so much better knowing it wasn't something to do with my heart.  I mean of course it could still be, but at least the EKG was clean.  Whew!

I started the route at noon today, due to the lab work I had to get done today.  I got a lot done in a few hours though.  I didn't go to two locations, but I hit the rest.  Only a couple of them have a lot of books coming in.  The rest are like ghost towns.  I was even able to hit the little free library in front of city hall.  I don't have much food left, but I put a bunch of food in that location since it has the highest turnover of food.

Friday, June, 5, My aunt called me as I was driving up to the Chevy Chase library.  She was hoping that I could call the CityRide because her ride hadn't arrived yet.  I called them, and told them she was waiting for the bus.  They told me that she was wrong, the pick-up time was not 11am, but rather 11:33am.  Seems like an odd time, but oh well.  I called her back and she said she would wait.  By the time I reached Montrose it was nearly 11:33am.  I called her to see if she was picked up, despite the fact that I could see on the tracker I gave her that she was STILL at the 99 cent store.  She said she would wait a little bit.  Well, then it was 11:45am and her dot didn't move on my phone screen.  It was nearly noon when I called her and that's when she asked me to give her the CityRide number.  She wanted to call them.  She later called me to say that they said that the bus arrived and didn't see her, so they left.  Can you believe that shit?  I was so fucking mad.  I wanted to punch everything in sight.  I tried to get her an Uber, but before I could she said she was going to hop on the bus.  She said that she would call her friend when she got to Ventura and Orion and have her friend help her get home.  OMG, I felt so angry that these dopes did that to her.  The next time this happens I'm not going to hesitate.  I'm going to send her an Uber right away.  None of this horse shit about having to wait so long.  She waited nearly an hour an a half to have these jackasses tell her that they tried to pick her up but they didn't see her.  What the the hell do they think she's doing, walking home by herself?  This service is for elderly people to get around.  If it was so easy for them to just hop on a bus then they wouldn't be asking for this service.  What a bunch of fucking morons.

After this week I wanted something yummy to eat.  My choices were definitely influenced by the fact that I wanted to get some take-out booze.  Hence me going to the Smoke House in Burbank.  It was on the way home, and they have booze to go.  How lovely is THAT?  I ordered the Reuben and a Manhattan and a Lemon Drop cocktail.  One for tonight and one for tomorrow night.

After picking up the food and the booze I headed home.  I went South on Barham to get on the 101.  When I got there there was traffic.  Yes, actual traffic on the 101.  I haven't been on this part of the freeway in a long time, so maybe it always has traffic, but I don't know.  Seems like there are just more idiots on the road nowadays.

I've had to suffer with a terrible battery problem on my phone for about three years now.  It all started soon after I bought my last phone.  I dropped it while it was charging.  It fell right on the point where the charger connects to the phone.  After that the damn phone was never the same.  I took it to the Apple store once, but the line was too long and I was too lazy to wait.  I never went back.  So I've suffered through years of having to carry around a spare battery all the time.  Batteries, I should say.  Always fearful that the charge wouldn't be enough to keep the phone going.  Because the thing about the problem was that the phone needed so much juice to power up.  I even had to get those quick chargers that flow more power to the phones.  The normal power brick would not charge that old phone.  Even while plugged in it would drain and die.  Well, no more of that.  I have a spanking new phone.  And I have to give it to Apple, the transfer to the new phone was super easy.  I simply had to hover the old phone on top of the new one while it scanned a moving picture.  Once it scanned it stated that it was going to transfer all the information from my old phone to my new one.  In about an hour I had everything the way I had it on my old phone.  Insane.  I still had to login into certain apps, but that was super easy, because the majority were already logged in.  That was pretty painless.

Saturday, June, 6, As I said in my last entry, I had to work today because I said that I was available.  I guess at the end it was fine.  There was a point where my aunt said that working on Saturday was a bad thing, because I was supposed to rest on the sabbath.  Ah, I've told her a bunch of times that that sabbath stuff doesn't matter to me.  I just want a day off.  And these days I love that I have two days off in a row.  It's taken a pandemic for me to not have to work on Sundays.  I love it.  Somehow my aunt thinks that me working today means that any money I make today will slip through my fingers.  Hey, that money is slipping through my fingers anyway.  Also, part of me was happy not being a home.  Because my typical Saturdays during the pandemic is filled with my aunt coming into my room and asking me questions I don't have the answers to, or that I don't care to answer.

I arrived at work and had to queue up to take my temperature.  Since I was the odd man out I was set up to the children's room to work there.  I was given a cart of books to scan and call the people that have holds.  I can say that I had some success calling people.  As I told TheNewCute via text, "I give good phone." I was able to talk to a few people that were all set to get their books from the library using the curbside pick-up.  Then I hit a stride that I got people that were not interested in driving all the way to Glendale to get their books.  Oh well.  I also left about a dozen messages on voice mails.  As I told my aunt, I wasn't going to go killing myself today.  None of this is worth it.  At one point I hit a vein of books that were held by people who had many books on hold.  A couple of those I just canceled the hold, because of various reasons I won't go into but that feel valid to me.  OK, sue me, some guy isn't going to be able to check out his fortieth book.

I've been able to avoid using the so-called Vocera communication system at Central.  I've seen other people struggle with it, and today I got to struggle with it.  This thing is supposed to be use to communicate with people, but more than once the sound would cut off, leaving me wondering what the other person was saying.  At first it was working, but then as the day went on the connections went bad.  I had to "call" LP today, who worked with us today.  She and I were the odd ones out, because we had not worked this before.  The rest of the gang worked earlier this week.  So they had a few days of experience that we didn't.  At one point I tried calling her and I could not get the stupid thing to connect.  It kept saying it didn't understand.  And yes, she has an Armenian surname, but I was pretty damn close to what it actually sounds like when I pronounced it.  But, the stupid machine didn't connect.  I finally had to go to the window that overlooks the main reading area and wave at her to call me.  Even still, the damn thing wouldn't connect.  Finally Daveed called and said I could use a nickname for her that they set up, because the stupid thing won't work when using her proper name.  Lame.

I pretty much worked alone today, which is just fine by me.  You know, I've gotten used to working alone now, I'm not going to want to work with the public or other employees ever again.  I like when I'm just left to a task and I just do it on my pace.

I took the above screen cap at 9:09pm and the phone is at 21%.  In the past my old phone would not make it a couple of hours before it was that low.  As I write this sentence I JUST NOW plugged the phone in to recharge after it went under 20%.  I woke up at around 8am this morning.  I used the phone before showing and while I showered it played the Stern show.  After that I drove to work, where it did get a little bit of charge from the car when it was connected to the car's radio.  After that though, I haven't connected it to power since.  Pretty good.  I know in situations like going to Disneyland I'll still need to take my spare battery, just in case.  But the good thing is that now I don't have to worry that my phone is going to die in a couple of hours of use.  Thank the maker.

I was sitting in my room and I heard a noise coming from the kitchen of the sound of my aunt washing the dishes.  I have no idea why she was doing this, except to speculate that she wanted to do it before tomorrow.  Or she got an itch to do it tonight.  I suspect she could have done it tomorrow, but she would probably say that she wanted to do it before my cousin came over.  But still, why so late?

Sunday, June, 7, As I sat in my backyard I found that my new phone was connecting to the wifi signal I set up just for the backyard.  So I figured I would turn off the wifi and search for what I wanted via the cellular connection.  This is when I saw that in the corner it didn't say LTE anymore.  It said 5Ge.  I did a search and it turns out that is the new AT&T way of saying LTE.  That way it looks like it's 5G, but it's not.  However, in doing a speed test it did come up with some impressive numbers (look above).  It may not be real 5G, but it's still pretty damn fast.  I like.

My cousin said that she was going to come over to day with the family in order for all of us to celebrate her birthday.  At first she said they would arrive at 2pm.  Later she called to say they would arrive at 3pm.  But then a little later after that my aunt comes out to where I was sitting in the backyard and tells me that my cousin was on the phone crying saying that they were not going to come at all.  From what my aunt says, my cousin told her that her husband thought it was a bad idea to come over.  Not entirely sure why that's the case, but I kinda agree.  We're still in a quarantine situation.  It was what it was, but that doesn't explain my cousin crying.  My aunt, of course, has a theory as to why she was crying.  She seems to think that my cousin's husband's only wish is to come over and repair stuff.  Yeah, right.  My aunt floated the idea that because she (my aunt) hasn't invited him to come over and do repairs that he's mad.  I didn't say that this was a good theory.  But, there it is.  in short who knows why my cousin was supposedly crying.  Either way, the family didn't come over.  Which, I hate to say, is fine by me.

It was way windy tonight.  The lights even flickered more than once tonight.  I'm glad the power didn't go off.

Monday, June, 8, I flew out the front door today in order to get to the market and the 99 cent store this morning.  In my hast I forgot something.  I didn't notice until I was already at work.  I turned around to unbuckle the monkey and THAT's when I noticed that Chan was missing.  Not missing as in someone stole hims.  Missing in that stupid old me forgot him at home.  I even put his mask on this morning before I grabbed my stuff to put in the car.  The one thing I forgot was the most important... the monkey.  I've only done this a few times, but one time is too many in my book.  Oh well, I was without a monkey today.  It's my own fault for rushing out the door.  You can see in the image above, taken from the front facing security camera, that I TOTALLY forgot Chan.

For dinner tonight I was in the mood for something other than a burger.  I drove over to the Taco Bell close to work and noticed a pineapple frozen drink.  It looked interesting, so I ordered it.  I have to say that it was yummy, and I would definitely get it again.  I didn't expect it to taste like a Dole whip, but it was pineapple so in that sense it had a similar taste.  Thing thing is ice, so that made it nice and cold.  A Dole whip is cold, but it also has a creamy quality to it, despite the fact that it has no dairy.  Like I said, I'll definitely get this again.

Over a week and a half ago I asked Mala to give me a head's up on whether she wanted me to work at Montrose this week, or what.  I mean, I just want to know what I'm doing tomorrow.  But, in what was super predicable in its stupidity Mala didn't text me until 7:27pm.  This is just beyond stupid.  Why can't these dopes ever think to do anything in a timely manner?  Nope.  It's always this last minute bullshit.  I'm not sure why, but it is how this always goes.  Frankly I'm tired of this kinda of laissez-faire managerial style.  It's just bullshit.

Anyway, my assignment first thing is to head to Central and lay out the details of the run to Pasadena to the back-up driver.  I'm not sure why they're sending anyone to Pasadena this week, there aren't that many books to be sent over just yet.  We need to sort out our books and then we can send some books over to Pasadena.  But, these dopes upstairs don't know that.  They just feel that we should go there no matter what.  Wrong!  But whatever.

I hate the informality of this BS.  I shouldn't be getting text message into the evening about what my assignment is for tomorrow.  But whatever.  I'll deal with it.

Tuesday, June, 9, When Mala told me to go to Central this morning, to show the back-up driver information about going to Pasadena, I figured that I would most likely immediately go to Montrose afterward.  Wrong.  First Mala asked me to get the books for tomorrow's curbside pick-up.  Vagabundo was texting me and I told him what I was doing.  He tells me, "That's for the runners to do." Yeah, well, I guess I'm a runner.  The list (shown above) gave me almost none of the information I needed to find the book.  Mala wanted me to pull the holds and place them on the different tables.  Why was I tasked with this when they will have a couple of people doing this tomorrow?  Not sure.  But oh well.

As I said, the list was a fucking mess.  It had almost none of the information I needed to find the patron.  Some people have similar surnames, so in our system we have the last three numbers of their account comprise the code that we see for the holds.  Without that suffix it really makes it hard to find someone's book, because there is bound to be someone with a very similar, or exactly similar, name.  But did these dopes give me that information?  Nope.  After struggling in frustration with this task I told myself to just do it one by one.  If they want to pay me to waste my time I'm going to do that and then figure it out and do it properly.  Sure enough, I had to go through each patron by name and then list those numbers a the end of their account, so I could at least have a fighting chance at finding the books.  After I did that the searching went MUCH smoother.  I was actually able to find the books.  Imagine that.  And it only took me two hours to find 3/4th of a sheet-full of patron's books.  This shows me how little they know about working in a library.  Total fail.

After struggling to deal with how I was going to figure out what patron had what books, I decided to just do each name one by one.  These idiots can't give me the basic information about a patron aside from the name.  After I decided to just go one by one I was able to knock the rest of the holds down much faster.  Yes, it was the long way solution around the problem, but I had no choice because of these dopes.  One of the things that helped me laugh about this bullshit is remembering that I get paid by the hour for this.  So yeah, give me more stupid tasks to do.

After finishing up with the fiasco that was the curbside pick-up holds at Central I headed up to Montrose to eat lunch and to grab some holds.  I had five pages of holds, which I knew there was no way I would finish today.  I barely got through one and a half pages of the five pages of hold.  Part of it was me just slow after lunch.  But another part of it was also having to deal with a stupid pull list.  Again, I had to modify it.  It was only my knowledge of hold list quirks that helped me find the books.  There was a point where I finally hit a good stride, but then it was getting late.  Also, I received an email from Mala asking me to look for something.

As I was saying, Mala sent me an email with a screen cap of a patron's record.  I was to find the books on the account.  I figured that this person must have been some sort of VIP, because there's no way that Mala gets involved with some peon regular patron. I mentioned the name to a couple of people at Central and they mentioned that yes the person was on some committee.  I should check to see if she's on the Foundation.  Either way, she's someone "Important." Once again the screen cap that I was sent gave me zero information to actually help me find the books.  It's hard to see in the picture above, but what it says on the record is that nearly all the books have no call numbers.  Making it impossible to find these books.  I basically did the same thing I did at Central and searched out each book individually on the computer.  Oh sure, it takes more time to do this.  But, if the managers knew anything about what it means to work in a library then I wouldn't be bitching about their stupidity.  I went through the VIPs account only to find that the majority of the books are from Pasadena.  There were also a few that were supposedly at Montrose.  Sadly I found none of them.  A few of the books from Pasadena were not even ready to check out since they were in cataloging.  Oh well, good luck getting your holds, VIP.

At the end of the day, no thanks to having to deal with those VIP holds, I ended up with three bins of books going to Central.  I wasn't going to be able to make much more of a dent into the holds today anyway.  What with having to pull the curbside books this morning as well.  But, as someone reminded me, they do pay me by the hour.

Wednesday, June, 10, In the news in Monterey it would seem that they're getting ready to move into the next stage of reopening things up north.  There was an article in the Monterey County Weekly (shown above) that states that Monterey is posed to open up soon.  As the article states:

The new lifting of restrictions would allow gyms; bars and wine tasting rooms; zoos and museums; and hotels, short-term rentals, campgrounds and outdoor recreation sites to reopen next week.

In a statement issued Friday afternoon, County Health Officer Edward Moreno said he doesn't yet know if Monterey County is headed toward this next stage of reopening.

The news came out today that Disneyland is going to be reopening on July 17th.  There are still a lot of details to be worked out, I'm sure.  One thing they have said is that visitors will have to make reservations.  I'm OK with that.  Emma and I texted about this, and she feels it's a good idea to wait a few weeks before she goes.  I don't know how soon I want to return.  I mean, I REALLY miss the park, but I also don't want to catch something because I was in a rush to go there.  What does seem certain is that I will be returning to the park before the end of the year.  I want a corn dog.

I could not get any traction today.  I was sleepy and just didn't feel like doing any work today.  On Monday I made the video for one of the other services the library offers.  My supervisor mentioned in an email that the last video I made made a difference (as seen above).  Four searches to thirty-five searches is a big jump.  I'm glad someone it watching.  I mean, thirty-five searches isn't a lot, but it is an improvement.  Now if I could just get motivated to make this collage for the Foundation.  I know, ANOTHER collage.

Tonight I picked up some food from a local Mexican restaurant.  I was craving some nachos after my buddy mentioned them when I was working on Saturday.  I figured I needed to bust that craving.  The nachos did hit the spot.  TheGirl had some margarita mix and of course the tequila.  Also hit the spot.  TheGirl was saying that that work is busy but there are not actual loans being processed.  I don't know the intricacies of such things, but suffice to say she's busy but it's just busy work.  No one knows what is going to come of the bank with them not selling any loans.  She did say that it's possible that they will allow her to work from home three out of five days.  She may go into work on Mondays and Wednesdays.  Pretty nice.  I will say that I like how the library work is going for me.  Like yesterday I was just left to my own devices to do the work.  And the work got done.  Another successful Wednesday night dinner.

Thursday, June, 11, I don't have much to report today.  I went to work and I worked getting the holds I couldn't get to on Tuesday.  I completed the list, which was good.  I was pretty much left alone today.  I'm really going to get used to this, and I'm not going to want to work with others.  Ha!  Still, it was good to just get to work and do the work.

I had a phone appointment with the doctor from the clinic today at 9:40am.  They're pretty good about calling right on time.  She told me that the results were good.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  I'm healthy.  I'm happy.  That took a huge weight off my shoulders.  I will say that since I stopped drinking that yummy tea I've felt MUCH better.  I'm glad that the results showed I am fine.  The doctor did say that my glucose levels were a little on the high side, but not yet considered pre-diabetic.  However, it might be a good idea to start doing more exercise.  I've wanted to get a exercise bike that I could use when I'm in the backyard.  Instead of just sitting there I could get in shape.  Also, TheGirl has said that I could join her on her walks with Cheyenne.  Those walks are insane, but I'm considering doing it on maybe Thursdays.  I know that on Fridays she walks and then stops at her favorite restaurant, and I wouldn't want to interfere with her having that good time.  Because what she does on this stop is have some wine.  Sometimes they'll give her food and es bueno.  I wouldn't want her to miss out on that because I'm tagging along.  But, Thursdays might work.

I went to one of the computers at circulation to check my work email and to check a book.  When I went online the browser opened to the city's intranet page.  On it had a link that was labeled "Cruise night 2020." I clicked the link and saw the above flier.  I had to show some people, so I texted Vagabundo, TheGirl and Emma.  Emma mentioned that it must have been a mistake, and asked me to identify the website I found it on.  I did and she told her father and her father said it was a mistake, because the event had already been canceled.  Bastardo here found another flaw.  Ha ha!

Friday, June, 12, When I arrived for work today at Central I was planning on getting the keys for the city vehicle and driving up to Montrose to work on those two trucks that need to be sorted and shelved.  I figured I would make my own work, since Mala didn't think it necessary to get back to me.  And just as I was going to do that she emailed me to say that she wanted me to work at Central checking in books.  OK, I was fine with that.  I was sent to the children's room to check in books that have holds for Pasadena patrons.  I told Achee the other day and today that I didn't want to check in these books and have the hold for a Pasadena patron come up.  This is because we are so close to the divorce between Glendale and Pasadena libraries.  This is a partnership that has lasted for over twenty-five years.  But now it's over.  There is talk that Pasadena had an audit done after some embezzling was discovered.  That audit, of course, showed that there were other things wrong with privacy in the city.  The fact that a Glendale employee can access information about a Pasadena patron was something to do with them wanting to separate.  At least that's the story.  I also blame the fact that there is almost no communication between both libraries.  These dopes COULD have found some sort of solution to this privacy problem, but of course not.  Of course no one wants to talk about this, because they don't want to talk.  Either way, the partnership is down to the last.  It was supposed to happen in April, but the pandemic threw a monkey wrench into those plans.  Still, it's going to happen, and I told Achee that it was a better idea to just cancel the hold for those books.  She mentioned the had a meeting where she stated that and the dummies upstairs said it wasn't easy to do.  Yeah, sure.  These do nothings always say it's impossible to do anything.  Maybe if they hadn't bought some bullshit program that barely works.  Just terrible.  Oh, and it's not like they don't need the help to check in all these items.  The books I pulled on Tuesday are still waiting to be checked in (shown above).

Anyway, with my orders I took a truck of books upstairs to the children's room.  This is my office today.  I bought my speaker and since I don't have to answer the phones I can listen to music today without pause.  At one point one of my coworkers came up to join me.  She's so nice and super cute.  It was nice to have her work with me for a little bit.  She was complaining about the program that is used to book the curbside pick-up appointments.  It's because it's shit.  AD bought that.  Of course it's bad.  She literally bought so many stupid things for this library.  Later one of the tech guys was telling me how it was her idea to have us stand the entire shift on the circulation desk, or as they called it, "Info-space." Just horrible.

I was talking about this today, and I talked to Emma about it earlier this week, the divorce with Pasadena.  And sure enough, Emma sent me the above text to confirm that the divorce is going to be officially announced soon.  She went on to say that Pasadena has been dragging their feet, so Glendale just said "We're doing it," and now it's on.  I knew this day would come sooner than later.  But, at the same time I didn't think they would pull this dick move to just say ciao.  Oh well, we all knew it was bound to happen. s

I had planned on going to the Formosa Cafe tonight after work and buying some food.  Either that or go to the Smoke House and picking my aunt and I some food.  But, then I saw on the security camera at home that showed my cousin showing up at home with her kids.  I could see she had food in tow.  I figured that it was not a good idea to get food when she brought food.  Oh well, maybe I'll go next week.  It sucks, because I was looking forward to this.

Sunday, June, 14, I did absolutely nothing this weekend.  I mainly watched old Huel Howser showed on PBS online.

I'm in a bit of a funk from being tired.  Mentally tired.

Everything is opening up, but I don't feel safe going to places just yet.  But I would like to go out.  Emma mentioned how she was craving a margarita.  I'd like to go out, but at the same time I don't trust these idiots.

Monday, June, 15, I guess you could say today was one of those, "Another day, another dollar," days.  I went in and made a video showing how to work on some testing thing.  And boy, did I do a minimal job out of it.  I told a friend that I was unmotivated by this project.  But, it's a living.  It's certainly better than starving to death.

Tuesday, June, 16, When I arrived at Central today I tried to log into one of the computers.  No luck.  The screen showed that the account was disabled.  I texted one of the guys from the office and he was able to get the tech guys to unlock the account.  Mission accomplished.  I then drove to Montrose to get my day started.  But I was thwarted there as well when I found that the account there was also disabled.  Once again I texted the office guy who told me to call one of the tech guys.  Fine.  During the call I was told that general logins were no longer allowed.  Too bad they didn't tell ANY OF US of this fact.  I'm not sure what the city dopes think we would do when we tried to login this morning.  Did they think we would just sit there and not care that we can't login to the computers?  Honestly I don't know what these idiots are thinking.  I finally was able to login using my city email login.  The only problem is that the main program that I use to check in and check out books was not present.  But of course.  The tech guy then took some time to "install" that program on the computer.  What a clusterfuck.  I love that the main program that we use at the library is something that's not available upon login.  Idiots.

Besides not being able to login, the main problem is that the program that I use to check in and check out books was not present.  But of course.  The tech guy took some time to "install" that program on the computer.  What a clusterfuck.  I love that the program that we use at the library is something that's not available upon login.  Idiots.

I went to Montrose today to pull the holds.  As you can see from the picture there are 520 holds.  It's hard to see in the picture above, but the thing is the majority of the holds are for Pasadena patrons.  If that isn't a look at one of the main reasons why this impending divorce with Pasadena is going to devastate this Glendale library.  Those circulations count towards our numbers.  Our books checked out by a Pasadena patron counts for our numbers.  I'm sure of it.  That means LESS circulation in the long run.  Boy, these administration idiots really have killed this library.

I went to the computer in the afternoon in order to text faster than on my phone.  But when I tried to log into the website all I got was the picture above... blocked!  They blocked Hangouts.  Of course no one was told that they were going to block this.

At 5:57pm the official email (shown above) announcing the separation of the Glendale/Pasadena libraries was announced.  I like how the announcement was after hours.  These dopes always do that.  They always announce things after hours.  It was no surprise to anyone, but I guess most of us were wondering what was taking so long.  Of course the administration is polishing a turd when they try to mitigate the idea that we are now losing half of the book collection.  Here's part of the email.

Dear Colleagues,

I wanted to take a moment to give you all an update on our system separation from Pasadena. As you know, due to the pandemic and subsequent library closure, Glendale and Pasadena have not been fulfilling holds on each other's materials. This has been in effect for several months now and new holds continue to be placed across library systems that will not likely be fulfilled for some time.

Therefore, after several discussions between Glendale and Pasadena, we have decided that we will no longer lend or fulfill holds between our respective library systems. Beginning tomorrow, June 17, at 7 am, Glendale customers will no longer be able to see or place holds on Pasadena materials and Pasadena customers will not be able to see or place holds on Glendale materials.

Will our collection be smaller now that we don't have Pasadena items in our catalog?

We have been anticipating this split with Pasadena for some time now and have been working to expand our collection as much as we can. With the addition of digital resources such as PressReader, Freading, Vlume, and Rbdigital Audiobooks, we have added over 200,000 new electronic books, audiobooks, magazines, and newspapers just in the past six months. We will also be joining the Link+ consortium which will give our customers access to the holdings of 70+ public and academic libraries. We will continue to find new and innovative ways to grow our collection.

Yeah, sure.  "200,000" e-books will not make up for the loss of the Pasadena collection.  First, not everyone is going to use e-books.  How come these dopes still don't understand that?  Also, I just know that the majority of those supposedly 200,000 items are going to be made up of magazine and newspaper issues.  Because those things have many more copies.  But, as I said, the reality is that those 200,000 will not have the circulation numbers that a regular book will have.  Oh well.  So continues the death of this library.  Every move they have made in the last few years has just put the noose tighter around the library's neck.

Wednesday, June, 17, The new normal changes, but it takes some time.  The amount of cars on the road has slowly increased over the last couple of weeks, as more things reopen.  Today was the worst traffic I've encountered since the start of the quarantine period started three months ago.  I'm NOT loving all the idiots coming back to the road.  There are so many slow idiots that need to seriously move to the right lanes on the freeway.  I was so getting used to leaving my house and getting to work in record time.  I was also getting used to not almost being sideswiped, tailgated, and generally harassed on the road.  All good things.

I guess people are watching the videos I'm making for the library.  I mean, I'm not burning up the charts, but at least someone is watching these things.  I'm not just yelling into the void.

I went over to TheGirl's place after work for our tradition Wednesday night dinner.  BUT, tonight we decided to go out to the Counter instead of eating in.  This is the first time we've been able to go out in about three months.  Cheyenne was happy to go out to dinner.  Can you tell from the photo above?

From what I can tell from my old entires here, the last time TheGirl and I went OUT for dinner was way back on March 18th.  Everything about this time feels like it was a long time ago that we last did this and that.  But it's only been about three months.

For our first dinner outing since March TheGirl and I went to one of our favorite places to go, the Counter.  I ordered a burger I've had before, but they seemed to change it a bit.  I should have picked the chicken.  Oh well, next time, which might be next week.  It was good to get out of the house for dinner.  Thankfully there weren't any people around.  This is the first week that the Counter has been open.

Our waiter at the Counter asked us if we wanted dessert.  I don't really like their dessert, so I said no.  On our way back to TheGirl's car she asked me if I wanted to walk a little, since it was still early.  I agreed and we went walking down the street.  We arrived at Bob's Big Boy and TheGirl asked me if I wanted pie.  Pie?  Not so much.  But, I told her, the hot fudge cake is super good.  She agreed and she went inside to get us a table on their patio.  We ordered and in a few minutes we had a yummy hot fudge cake in front of us.  I don't think I could eat it if I had to do it by myself.  But, having two people eat it is just right.  The dessert hit the spot in a night like this.

Thursday, June, 18, My coworker Tony, while visiting the Montrose branch as part of the route, showed me some books that he brought in yesterday and that were ready to shelve.  At first I didn't look at them, but after doing some housekeeping I went to that truck and noticed some familiar books.  As a matter of fact I noticed more than one book that I pulled last week.  It turned out that almost all the books that I pulled from the shelves were now back in this pile of books.  That's when I wondered why I even bothered with the pull list, since all those books came back.  That's when I thought it was best to concentrate on deleting book holds for Pasadena patrons.  I mean, I don't mind "wasting time" doing things one and again.  But, at the same time there is plenty to do that has nothing to do with wasting time.  There is no need to waste time to make time for work.  There is a lot of work to be done.

I got an email today reminding me about a stupid all staff meeting.  Of course we can't be in the same building, so they're going to do it online.  That's not going to be a huge fail.  /sarcasm.  At first I thought about how stupid attending this meeting really was.  But, big but, I'm also going to be paid for that time and I just have to sit there and chill.  So yeah, I'm going to attend the meeting and get paid to listen to their stupidity.  Because reasons.

Friday, June, 19, I put my head down today and got to working on the truck full of old books that hadn't been checked in for months.  I didn't just check them in, I went ahead and scrubbed the accounts to delete all Pasadena holds off Glendale books, and vice versa.  It was a lot of little details, but I went through the entire truck of books.  Mission accomplished.

I wrote about going to Bob's Big Boy to get some hot fudge cake on Wednesday.  I posted the picture on social media.  It was a good picture.  Good enough to win a prize from Bob's.  I get a $50 gift certificate or choose from some Big Boy themed merchandise.  At first I thought of getting the merch, but then I thought that a certificate would allow me to get food AND merchandise.  Smart, right?

Emma and I mentioned having a phone call some time in the last couple of weeks.  But I never know what time is good, so I've kinda shined it on.  No matter how much I would like it to happen.  Well, tonight we did call each other via FaceTime.  It was good time.  I like talking to Emma.  She's cute, and I like that.  I hope to make this a weekly thing until we actually get to hang out again.

Sunday, June, 21, My aunt desperately needed a haircut.  The last time she went was three months ago, or just over three months ago.  Her hair was a mess, so I drove her to get a hair cut.  That went fine, but the stylist missed some spots, because she told my aunt to keep her mask on.  But that meant she couldn't cut certain areas right.  When we got home I had to fix those areas.  At that point I thought that I should have cut her hair in the first place.  Oh well.

My father and me we not close.  I dedicated myself to scanning as many of my childhood photos as I could before 9pm tonight.  Naturally my father figured in my early life.  He's been dead for thirteen years now.  He died the same year as my Grandmother, but I don't feel the need to visit his grave, nor do I feel the need to acknowledge that it is his birthday, or that it's the anniversary of his death, or that it's father's day.  I can't think of anything he taught me that would ultimately lead me to be a father.  Quite the opposite.

When I look at the picture above I can't help but think of what he figured he had gotten himself into at that moment.  My face is full of excitement, while my father is looking away.  He was so young.  I'm older than right now than he was in that picture by a decade, at least.

Monday, June, 22, I wrote my supervisor last week asking her what I should do for this week's video for the library's webpage.  She never responded.  I went ahead and sat at my desk nearly the entire morning thinking of what I could do.  There was even a point where I started to fall asleep at my desk.  This is when I figured I could work on my zine and test the pages, to see how they will print.  After some adjustments I was able to print it how I wanted it.  Nice.  I eventually did make a video, but it was way half assed.

One of the pages sent me a screen cap of an email these administration dopes sent him and the other pages.  They are asking for more pages to help with the curbside pick-up.  I love how the person that shared this information with me said they were not interested.  Ha ha!  I wonder how many suckers will actually respond.

One of the administrators sent me an email today asking for my opinion on how many tables could fit on the main floor of the library at Glendale.  He was thinking that maybe twenty-five would be ideal.  I think that's just a wee bit more than we should have, so I told him perhaps twenty is better.  This gives us a glimpse at the administration's plans for reopening.  They must know something as well.  Perhaps they know the date of when we are reopening.  One of the pages told me that he heard we might be aiming to reopen by the first week of July.  Hmmm, I'm not sure about this.

Months ago I asked a coworker at San Marino that also works at Pasadena if she could make me a library card once the separation happened.  She said yes.  Last week she heard about the separation and asked if I still wanted a library card from Pasadena.  Sure, I said.  Today my card arrived at San Marino.  Woo hoo!

As I was leaving San Marino I noticed an email was in my inbox on my phone.  I checked and it was from the Pasadena library.  Here is a part of what the email contained.

Pasadena Public Library Announces New Library Catalog System

Later this year, the Pasadena Public Library will introduce a new Integrated Library System (ILS); SirsiDynix's BlueCloud ILS System to manage its bibliographic/item holdings, patron registration, patron account activity, and online resources and will begin transitioning from a jointly operated ILS shared with Glendale Library, Arts and Culture.  This new single-agency ILS provides the Library with greater local control, focuses solely on the needs of the Pasadena card holders, and will allow the Library to generate better and more detailed reports and data to enhance the collection so that it reflects our residents' interests and improves the management and delivery of resources to our patrons.

Pasadena Public Library and Glendale Library, Arts and Culture have shared an Integrated Library System (ILS) library catalog database since 1981 that has allowed the two agencies to operate somewhat interdependently with reciprocal lending to customers. The two libraries have been sharing a catalog and resources, however, in recent years, Glendale Library has purchased some resources that appear in the database but have not been made available to Pasadena cardholders. Pasadena Public Library spends more money annually on print and electronic materials, creating a disparity in resources.

There you have it, they laid the blame mostly on Glendale's side.  I know from what I've seen that it's true that Glendale was not pulling its weight when it came to buying books.  The new book budget was raided for DrDeath's pet project (buying the so-called popular books to display prominently).  But even before that I would see so many books coming in the Pasadena delivery that were new books heading to Glendale patrons from Pasadena.  When I was still working the desk there were countless times when a patron was looking for a book and if it was a new book it was almost always available at Pasadena, but not Glendale.  Just terrible.  Well, now Pasadena put it out there.  There's an all staff meeting tomorrow online.  I wonder what DrDeath and the rest of the administrators will say about this.  I told Emma about the email and she had me forward it to her dad.  He said he was going to share it with the other administrators, meaning DrDeath for sure.  Prepare for the shit to hit the fan.

I bought some new lights a couple of weeks ago and I put them in the front.  But I moved one of them to the side of the house to make a dark area be lit up.  Mission accomplished.  The dark area now has a nice bright light there.

Tuesday, June, 23, We had an all staff meeting online this morning.  The easiest way to describe it is to simply say... what a shit show.  The meeting started out with a pointless quiz about things that are going on at the library.  Stuff like statistics and things no one cares about.  This is a good example of how out of touch these dopes that run this library are, because no one cares about this shit.  When they said quiz I thought that they were just going to have us answer the questions after the meeting.  But they didn't.  They literally had one of the librarians read the questions and wait for people to answer.  I mean come on.  The fucking quiz took about fifteen minutes.  Fucking shit.

Suffice to say, it was a shit show.

Wednesday, June, 24, The bosses don't have a day that we're going to reopen the library, but with everything reopening again we took some time today to move some furniture for the eventual reopening.  There are to be no seats in the entire place.  In and out, that's it.  On a side note, LaFlor looked really nice today.  There's no definite word on when the library might open.  I had heard middle of July, but the the boss came into my office to talk to pseudo supervisor.  Pseudo supervisor had just left though, so she talked to me about opening and they're now saying August.  I'm OK with that.  Especially since the number of new cases has gone up dramatically this week.

After finishing up with the furniture it was time for lunch.  I sat down and noticed an email about a quake, and it turned out there was a 5.8 quake up in Lone Pine, which I've heard of but have never been.  It's about two hundred miles away.  Misa called me and said that someone from the parks department went into Brand saying they felt it, but I didn't feel it nor did anyone else I asked.  It's a good sized quake, but it would appear that it was far enough that, at least, I didn't feel it.

This follows on the heels of there being a big quake in Mexico.  My cousin told me the family is fine, but that they really felt it strong.  The news had some footage of the quake as it happened in Mexico city.  The shaking was quite significant, despite the distance.  I checked online, and though there have been aftershocks for both quakes, they have been steadily lessening.

I don't believe in that end of the world jazz that people say is going to happen.  But, it sure does seem like a lot of bad things are happening right now.  This Covid-19 thing for one, protests that turned into vandalism, and now earthquakes.  I know that these things can happen any time, well, except for the pandemic.  We don't get that every other year.  It does seem to be a period of great changes.  For a while you can feel that there is a desire to change things.  Not just among people, but certainly things like climate change is something that is dynamic and is effecting all of us.  I think that we're just hyper sensitive to everything right now due to the pandemic.  I know I'm more on pins and needles these days, thanks to this Covid-19 shit.  I really have a fear that obviously made me anxious enough that I had to seek medical attention.  Just have to survive it somehow.

TheGirl and I had dinner at the Counter in Toluca Lake last week.  And yes, we had dinner there this week as well.  We're still hesitant to try various places that are just opening up.  We know the Counter well, and we sit in the back patio anyway, even before the pandemic.  This makes the Counter a natural for dinner.

Thursday, June, 25, I don't have much to report about today.  I did notice that they put up barriers on the street in Montrose to facilitate the restaurants on the street placing tables out in the former parking spots to keep people socially distant.  This is the new trend, seeing as we're STILL in the midst of a pandemic.  I know some people don't want to believe it, but it's truth.  Emma mentioned that she may be up for getting a margarita some time in soon, but as much as I would like a night out with Emma I'm still wondering if we should go out.  I know I've been to dinner with TheGirl, but the Counter usually has no one sitting out in the back patio.  Even before the pandemic we would 99.9% of the time have the back patio for ourselves.

I had a little extra assignment today.  I was asked to take pictures of the curbside pick-up.  I spent the last hour of my shift taking pictures.  It was nice and fun.  Some people were wondering when the library would open up again, since there's talk that other parts of the city are going to open soon.  One of the security guards at the city hall complex was telling me that they were told to expect a lot more employees showing up on Monday.  The city has decided to open up certain services to appointment only.  The main thing that people come up for is to pay their water and power bill.  The guard says that window won't be opened, since it's easier to just sent people to 7/11, or directing them to go online, than to have people come into the building to pay their bill.  The state hasn't set any guidelines for libraries, so for now the library is curbside pick-up only.

Friday, June, 26, The route today was pretty chill.  There weren't many books in any of the bookdrops.  Some of the bookdrops didn't have a single book.  The only thing I really had to do was to deliver and post some posters.  I'm not sure who the hell is going to look at these posters.  They are posters for no one.  The city said they will do a "soft opening" of some of the city offices.  However, there is no news on when the library will open, because the state has to set guidelines for reopening.  The more I think of it I rather we just not open until the Fall.  The news has had a lot of stories about how some states, including California, has had spikes in the numbers of Covid cases.

Just as I was leaving Adams I received a text message from Krishna (above).  "Are you working this week," is such a stupid question to ask.  I knew she wanted something, but I didn't want to deal with her today.  I didn't respond to her for nearly an hour.  When I did respond it was what I said above, "Haven't stopped." I fucking hate that these dopes think I'm sitting around at home, the same as them.  I've been hustling and continually going into work while everyone else was sent home.  Fucking asshole.

I didn't realize the connection until later, but because I didn't respond to Krishna someone must have contacted Mala.  There was an email earlier this week that I responded to that wanted either Tony or myself to pick up some stickers from the graphics department.  I went there yesterday and the stickers weren't there.  Perhaps they were there after I went in the morning.  Today they were there.  I put them in the van and went about doing the route.  There's no reason to go back to Central right away, so I thought.  Mala's text asking me to take the stickers to Central immediately came just as I was going to buy something to supplement my lunch.  At least it wasn't during lunch.  I did have to turn around and drive all the way back to Central.

I drove back up to Montrose and told myself that I was going to take an extra long lunch.  I've been taking my lunch in the reading area of the library, but not today.  There are more and more people on the streets, and they can see me sitting in the library.  They naturally assume that the library is open.  On Tuesday someone was waving their arms at me asking if the library was open.  This is why today I deciding to eat my lunch in the break room.  No dummies looking at me and me having to ignore them.  I really don't like people.  After lunch I became SUPER sleepy, so I decided to take a nap.  After the nap I went and flew through the rest of the route.  Being that I emptied out the bookdrops yesterday, there were no books when I checked.  It's fine, I like there being no books.  I finished up putting the posters up at all the branches except one.  I forgot one on purpose, because I didn't want to go back to Grandview today.

When I got back to Central Vagabundo showed me the bags that had the stickers these dopes were clamoring for earlier in the day (see above).  Yup, that's it.  You would think they would have printed out bigger stickers.  It's a reorder, that's why.  Of course they have to "brand" every one of their bags.  Boy, that looks really cheesy.

Saturday, June, 27, I had a good night last night.  I drank some wine and then some whiskey.  I got all ready to jerk-off, but I couldn't go through with it.  Call a major case of whiskey dick.  I don't even remember what time it was, but soon after I passed out in my chair.  I woke up some time, who knows exactly, and just went to bed.  I woke up early this morning, so I figured that I would continue and finish what I started last night.

But of course it can't just be cut and dry like that.  I had to race against the clock that was my aunt waking up and noticing my door closed.  Of course that's what happened.  She didn't say anything, but I'm sure she found it curious that my door was closed.  It's literally always open.  Oh well.

I checked my calendar of work holidays and confirmed something someone said about us having July 3rd off.  That means I'll be off next Friday.  I don't want to be home for that extra day.  But I also don't want to be that far from home.  I thought about pretending to go to work and maybe taking a nice drive somewhere.  The Bower museum in Orange County is currently showing an exhibition from the Disney artifacts.  I could do that.  I would ask Emma to go with me, but I know she's not interested in going out just yet.  I know I'm wary of going out to bars and such, but I would think the museum would be pretty chill.  Most museums don't have packed houses, unless it's like the last day of an exhibit.  Been there, done that.

My gift certificates from Bob's Big Boy arrived today.  Woo hoo!

Sunday, June, 28, There's been a spike in the number of cases, so the governor mandated that bars close up again in certain counties in the state.  Los Angeles is one of those counties.  I don't get the deal with people wanting to go to packed bars.  One, many dopes were not following the six foot social distancing thing.  Two, they wouldn't wear masks.  ARGH!  It's like they WANT to get Covid.  Other countries in the world have been doing a much better job of mitigating this virus.  But not us.  Every day the numbers go up.  I certainly don't want to work with the public knowing that this virus is still running through the popular at this rate.  Fuck that!

Monday, June, 29, After last night's "heart to heart" with my aunt I decided I don't want to be at home on Friday.  I have the day off, but there's no way I want to give her another day to target me, to question me, and to generally pester me.  So, I'm heading to the museum on Friday to check out a Disney archive exhibit.  I have to figure out what else I can do to kill some time so it looks good when I get home.  I guess I'll figure that out before Friday.  I better.

Tuesday, June, 30, Despite the fact that the state hasn't set out any guidelines for when libraries can open, these idiots had Tony and me move tables to the main floor.  They were thinking something like twenty-five tables would fit in that area, but only nineteen did.  I predicted twenty.  Realistically there's no way that we can open before August.  Especially since the number of cases has gone up dramatically over the last few days, there's no way that they can open any time soon.  We're also not ready to fully protect the employees.  Yet, these fools have us moving tables.  Dumb.

I caught some books when I was up at Casa today that were Pasadena books with holds for Glendale patrons.  These damn idiots were sending them to the branches.  Not sure what these fools thought they were accomplishing doing that.  The branches aren't open.  They won't be open for a long time.  If Central opens there is little talk of the branches opening at the same time.  On the contrary, they would open only a couple of the branches first.  Then probably roll out the rest of them much later on.  That's a long time for these books on hold to wait and wait.  Meanwhile, the divorce with Pasadena means that Glendale patrons don't have privileges to check out Pasadena books.  Yet these morons still sent them out to the branches.  Brilliant, just brilliant.  Honestly I work with a bunch of dopes.

Wrap-up, Evening having to deal with the pandemic, this has been an up and down month for me.  The beginning of the month started with protest and looting and me having my visits to the doctor.  I honestly didn't care about the protests since I was dealing with my health concerns.  Thankfully the doctors didn't find anything immediately wrong with me.  I stopped drinking a certain tea that I drank and that seems to have dealt with the problem.  This was not an easy month to deal with.  I'm not getting cabin fever, but I am getting a little tired of not having anything to do on my weekends off.  I have some projects I'm working on, but I quickly tire of those.  I mainly do nothing on my weekends.  I miss going out to Disneyland, and just in general having fun.  I cloistered myself so much last year that it was refreshing to go out and have fun this year.  But, then the pandemic hit and stopped all that.  Now this year feels like it's just a wasted year.  The thought that one day I won't exist makes it all the harder to deal with having to just go to work and go home.  It's tiring me out mentally.  My aunt doesn't help, and all I want her to do is just leave me alone now.  For that I have to give this much a C grade.  The only reason it's not a D or worse is because the doctor's visit showed I'm in relatively good health.  For that I'm grateful.

Here are some of the better memes I've seen this month.