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Guys, 2020 is wild
Mar. 15th, 2020 09:00 amAustralia has had fire, followed by flood, and now plague. We had to queue at Aldi for toilet paper yesterday like something out of Soviet Russia (if Soviet supermarkets also sold frozen pizza, Easter eggs and were doing a deal on portable solar panels for camping).
And, at the same time, "I don't care for how Michael Chabon writes Seven of Nine" is an opinion I can express, and it's perfectly reasonable and reality-based.
My free-floating anxiety has gone from a wee bubble to a giant novelty balloon, even though I'm basically okay: we have plenty of food in the house, including a container of this dhal in the freezer (the recipe is basically solid, but I should have added more garlic); we have sufficient toilet paper for a month (why is this a thing? I don't understand); and plans are in place at work for shorter hours (to avoid peak commuting times) and working from home if necessary. I'm concerned about my mother and siblings, but I live two states away and can't do much beyond send good vibes, and practice the hygiene and social distancing that I hope the people close to them are doing.
I also have a pile of books to read, including Wolf Hall and Jung Chang's newest work of Chinese history; I'm teaching myself to crochet; I just started a Mass Effect replay, and if I somehow run out of Star Trek, I understand there are still other works of science fiction out there. So I have other things to think about, I'm just ... you know. *waves at 2020*
Anyway, Chabon said on Instagram that he never found the Seven-Janeway relationship compelling, and I was like, yeah, that explains a lot, and also I'm completely unsurprised.
And, at the same time, "I don't care for how Michael Chabon writes Seven of Nine" is an opinion I can express, and it's perfectly reasonable and reality-based.
My free-floating anxiety has gone from a wee bubble to a giant novelty balloon, even though I'm basically okay: we have plenty of food in the house, including a container of this dhal in the freezer (the recipe is basically solid, but I should have added more garlic); we have sufficient toilet paper for a month (why is this a thing? I don't understand); and plans are in place at work for shorter hours (to avoid peak commuting times) and working from home if necessary. I'm concerned about my mother and siblings, but I live two states away and can't do much beyond send good vibes, and practice the hygiene and social distancing that I hope the people close to them are doing.
I also have a pile of books to read, including Wolf Hall and Jung Chang's newest work of Chinese history; I'm teaching myself to crochet; I just started a Mass Effect replay, and if I somehow run out of Star Trek, I understand there are still other works of science fiction out there. So I have other things to think about, I'm just ... you know. *waves at 2020*
Anyway, Chabon said on Instagram that he never found the Seven-Janeway relationship compelling, and I was like, yeah, that explains a lot, and also I'm completely unsurprised.
