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That certainly was a year wasn't it
5 years ago
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I can't claim that next year is going to be all too clear, but hindsight is 20-20! eh? eh? I'll see myself out.
But for real, I hope everyone is doing alright. With a vaccine being rolled out (agonizingly slowly, I might add), it feels like we've finally rounded a corner with the pandemic.
I'm doing alright. My job is secure and I can work from home. I know more than a few people who can't say the same. This shit has been awful for a lot of people, and of course it hit the people at the bottom hardest. Keep up the mask wearing. In an ideal world, we'd keep this up until we had 50-80% of the population vaccinated, but in reality I don't think people are going to have the patience for it and the door has been opened for anti-vaxers to sow their BS. The trend of people saying "this was developed too quickly to be safe" is probably not going to slow down until we have a lot more vaccinated people to disprove that belief (surprisingly, 2 million successful administrations of the vaccine isn't enough proof for some people).
I spent the better part of the first 8 months of lockdown in my apartment, you'd think that'd be great for me to get to my hobbies, but in reality it just meant I worked from dawn to dusk most days. I've started going back to the office (solo offices are great btw), just because it means I need to stop working to go home to cook food at night. I decorated my office with those retro-style posters NASA released last year and got a cactus that is very happy in my south-facing window despite the temperature outside. Before Lockdown started I had picked up Historical European Martial Arts (German/Italian Longsword sparring). I'm eager for the pandemic to peter out so I can pick that up again.
Is that joke I started with going to sit on my front page until I write another journal a year from now? Maybe. Or maybe the speed at which this journal will age will be the incentive I need to write a journal update more than once a year.
But for real, I hope everyone is doing alright. With a vaccine being rolled out (agonizingly slowly, I might add), it feels like we've finally rounded a corner with the pandemic.
I'm doing alright. My job is secure and I can work from home. I know more than a few people who can't say the same. This shit has been awful for a lot of people, and of course it hit the people at the bottom hardest. Keep up the mask wearing. In an ideal world, we'd keep this up until we had 50-80% of the population vaccinated, but in reality I don't think people are going to have the patience for it and the door has been opened for anti-vaxers to sow their BS. The trend of people saying "this was developed too quickly to be safe" is probably not going to slow down until we have a lot more vaccinated people to disprove that belief (surprisingly, 2 million successful administrations of the vaccine isn't enough proof for some people).
I spent the better part of the first 8 months of lockdown in my apartment, you'd think that'd be great for me to get to my hobbies, but in reality it just meant I worked from dawn to dusk most days. I've started going back to the office (solo offices are great btw), just because it means I need to stop working to go home to cook food at night. I decorated my office with those retro-style posters NASA released last year and got a cactus that is very happy in my south-facing window despite the temperature outside. Before Lockdown started I had picked up Historical European Martial Arts (German/Italian Longsword sparring). I'm eager for the pandemic to peter out so I can pick that up again.
Is that joke I started with going to sit on my front page until I write another journal a year from now? Maybe. Or maybe the speed at which this journal will age will be the incentive I need to write a journal update more than once a year.
We also take forms and stuff from these instructional books that are translated from books written by master swordsmen from their respective countries. The Italian book has a passage that goes something along the line of "Send at me a hundred men your caliber and I'll strike them down one by one." 15th century "come at me bro".