Isolation Fatigue and Covid-Control Rants: Friday Turned Didactic

April 3, 2020

Isolation got to me fast, so I filled the day with Covid-control theories, boredom, coffee cravings, remote-work thinking, religion, and the urge to lecture people into behaving properly while I sat trapped at home.

Fri 3 Apr

10:00 a.m.

I'm so thirsty for coffee. I wish I had Starbucks the coffee ground powder or something. I saw a rating website gave them the number one ranking.

11:30 a.m.

I'm going to just chill today.

12:45 p.m.

I'm getting hungry now. I have to write this G-d damned f***ing email to Mark Webber at Blue Ridge Networks.

1:15 p.m.

I need to go get lunch. I didn't eat anything all day. I wonder what my mum's cooking for lunch.

My mum is making lunch. I think that I will just go back downstairs and eat some toast with peanut butter.

1:45 p.m.

I took the McCurrie Fried Brinjals/ eggplant and Sprat in Spicy Tamarind Sauce to Velu, the gardener acting as security guard, who also couldn't open it. We took it to Chandima, the driver, who managed to open it for me.

I ate it with two slices of toast. I really liked it. I like tamarind. I need to get more of it because I finished it all. My mum is feeling annoyed and sad. She yelled at me.

2:00 p.m.

I think that when it comes to business, I generally do business with anyone. But when it comes to my personal space, I really don't tolerate anyone. I just don't get along or share real interests with them.

3:00 p.m.

I'm taking a break from work. I had a lot of flashbacks about my brother Milan.

3:15 p.m.

I agreed with my brother Milan that he can't use the Wi-Fi this month because he used 100 GB of night time data this month and also last month. He seemed naturally upset, but it was a fair punishment.

5:00 p.m.

I'm getting tired. I'm doing my business work for Mark Webber. I had a clean shave. My mum did my laundry. She's under a lot of stress without servants. I borrowed my sister's laptop, I can't switch it off as a guest user on her Mac because you need a password to switch off. It's on 3% battery power.

5:15 p.m.

I'm getting pretty old. I'm 26 years old. Yikes. I'm so old. Soon I'll be 30. Whatever. I have a pretty good life. I was listening to Don't fear the reaper by Blue Oyster Cult. Hypnotic track. This coronavirus is killing so many. I have to write my email.

6:00 p.m.

I spoke with Ron from SIERRA. He advised to call over the phone and do remote meetings, presentations and demonstrations for customers.

HNB, NDB, Sampath Bank, Commercial Bank, Seylan Bank, all of them pretty much cancelled meetings citing Covid-19.

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I can see my Facebook data pretty clearly, I will not take action against the friendlies as I only care about preserving my long term strategic interests. It doesn't bother me at all if they can see this. Their heads are anyway on my side.

I'll minimize risks further from certain people from certain groups who are friendlies as I don't see any real relevance in their role in my plans. I don't care, I couldn't care less.

6:15 p.m.

I had some tea. I spoke with Ayesha ███████████ at SIT, she also said that the customers are not doing much business except government instructed work.

7:00 p.m.

I do so much work. I think because of the stress, it's actually a lot more difficult than picking tea in a tea estate all day. This actually involves mental agony and planning and plotting and scheming and conspiring and wickedness.

10:00 p.m.

I'm getting sleepy. I visited Puthula akki and Janaka aiya. Milan was rude to me, he asked me to shove 6 PS4 games I offered him up my ass because I didn't like him wasting our shared wifi data downloading games for himself. ██████████████████████████

I'm going to sleep. My mum got extra Mirtazapine. I also had Great Wall restaurant mee goreng or spicy noodles with seafood. I worry Janaka got infected at Alpex Marine where he went to work today. He didn't show any signs. I touched my nose.

Sat 4 Apr

4:30 a.m.

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9:45 a.m.

I'm so tired. I just woke up. I have to write my email.

12:00 p.m.

I'm reading Christopher Knight's book The Hiram Key. I had a small, good breakfast. I liked the pork sausages, they taste amazing. The sausages in Sri Lanka are amazing. I guess, I'd never make a good Jew, although I love them the most -- my favourite individual is/was Freddie Mercury, a Parsi.

I checked with Sandesh aiya to see if I can go to visit my 5th favourite country: Israel. (Sri Lanka: #1, US: #2, UK: #3, Singapore: #4 and Israel: #5.) Sandesh goes with Pastor/ Prophet Jerome Fernando usually in April. So, I asked to count me in when it happens next.

2:30 p.m.

I'm feeling tired. I had lunch. I don't like Sri Lankan food. My mum cooked. It was okay. I mean, she can do pork sausages in a few minutes, and she'll cook lunch for hours, and I'll like pork sausages and not Sri Lankan food. But that's just me.

I'll slowly write an email to Mark Webber and also read this interesting book by Chris Knight called The Hiram Key. I'm feeling slightly tired. It's got a lot of very interesting data and information about Jesus and how to understand it all much more appropriately.

My team's Lahiru ██████ tried calling Jagath ███████████ at Commercial Bank. He tried 3 times. I think best to wait till Monday. I'm happy I could lead people like this. I'm a good leader. Leadership is my job.

I'm like Moses or Joshua, I wish I was Jewish, I secretly always wish and now false guess that my grandmother Nalini was somehow Jewish and Ashkenazi Jewish. That way, I get hyper high IQ to explain why I'm like me.

I think that if Jewish kings must reign in 40 year periods or 2 score. This means that I started at 25, and that I'll reign till 35, 45, 55 and 65 years. That means I've got enough time. I'm already looking to rake in over Rs 20mn LKR this year. If I multiply it again and again, I can do better. I want a billion dollars.

Yeah, I don't care. I don't really want to be Jewish. I like my pork. Nothing better than bacon Bakkwa. Nothing like seafood.

Instead of asking people if they're happy to work for my cult company, the only thing anyone is talking about right now in the whole of Sri Lanka. I should just look people in the eye and ask them, It's the same. I gotta start getting people to swear on the bible when I'm hiring them.

I have a swimming pool. And a big boat, a sort of yacht. No, it's just a speed boat. I can do some cool initiation ceremony rituals for new candidates. I'm a Freemason after all. It's what I should do. I'll do a water baptism in the empty pool -- so magnificent, I love it.

3:15 p.m.

Without my laptop, I'm really annoyed and struggling badly. I'm writing business emails on my mobile phone. I hate it. It's so annoying lol. There's no undo button. If I accidentally hit discard, the whole f***ing thing will disappear.

3:30 p.m.

I sort of backed it up on my phone. My battery is low, need to charge. I'm just going to appreciate the fact I'm making history. I'm just going to marvel at that for a second.