Apparently I missed out on being aware that the past two days it was Easter. In my physical loneliness the holidays have become so meaningless that if it’s not on a fixed date I won’t remember. And I don’t care that I missed it. All I missed out on is exhausting myself with excessive cooking.

Anyway, I’m hands short on getting towards some form of economic recovery. It’s hilarious how people expect the most extraordinary things from me but still they don’t want to treat me less than dirt. I wanted to be elaborate on this but fuck you.