Mirtazapine Shortage, Ant-Ruined Maggi, and Defamation Rants

December 3, 2020

After sitcom comfort and an ant-ruined Maggi problem, the day opened into medication shortage stress, defamation rage, and the feeling that even tiny domestic setbacks were feeding something much larger.

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 1, 2020

12:30 a.m.

I'm watching Schitt's Creek season one finale. I'm hungry. I ate dried banana flower. I'll eat some more, it's delicious. I'm having a cup of tea. My tongue left back is hurting, my mum told me to drink water. ████████████████████████████

I missed breakfast and lunch yesterday, but my mum made me homemade pizza. I accidentally, inadvertently stole and ate all 6 of my sister Lehara's Gulab Jamun sweets, as I didn't know she paid for it and it was hers because it was just there on the table.

2:00 a.m.

I ate some more of my mum's dried banana flower. I've gotten sick of it.

I was watching Mirzapur (2018) crime genre TV series on Netflix. It was terrible. I couldn't watch it, after like 45 minutes, I gave up, I'm deleting the whole tv series.

I hated it. I don't like that kind of depicted culture, it's very sad and evil and wicked, it's not acceptable. I'll watch something else.

I'm getting sleepy. I feel too tired to do my 4 minute elliptical machine jog. I'm going to watch the Mandalorian season 2 now. I love it.

2:15 a.m.

I'm getting sleepy. I need to watch The Mandalorian up close to really bask in the glory of how high quality the video quality is. It looks stunning. It's just the most beautiful thing. I'm going to sleep.

9:30 p.m.

I was feeling a bit sick today in the morning. I'm worried about things, need to go pay phone bill soon and buy some Maggi noodles. I need to tell my brother and sister not to use up all our shared data bandwidth allocation. I had lunch and now I'm going to get dinner. I need to pay phone bill before shops close.