Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Sunday, 29 March 2020

So locked down

Forgot to mention my "appointment" on Thursday.  Was supposed to be on zoom, so I showered and dressed but the doctor couldn't get her zoom invite to send so it ended up just being a phone call.  That proved pretty pointless.
Up there with the other things I had sorted being cancelled, I am now mostly detached from medical care.  I am pretty pissed off about my specialist appointment being cancelled - because lung problems are extra problematic right now and I wanted to be a little less likely of dying.

Yesterday I went on an epic mission, through danger unknown and incredible challenge, to my mailbox.  Furthest I have been in a week.

Also realised that a week without shaving has mostly lefty with with a beard already.  I had forgotten how quickly it starts to be a beard.

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