I’ve been trying to write, but I’ve been thwarted by my own as well as Nikki, who keeps sitting on my stuff and biting me when I try to move her. (Like I had a tray full of little notepads and pens and my phone and she came and lay down on it.) I did finally manage to do the dishes. Then I made dinner (omelet with some vaguely Spanish mushroom/tomato/garlic sauce based on recipes from a video series I’ve been watching on Youtube), and then for some reason I felt vaguely nauseous and anxious?
I’m not sure I should even be putting stuff like this on my blog, because the internet is now infested with all sorts of spying algorithms that track your every thought and send it to advertising concerns, who then fill all corners of the internet with reminders of my worst fears and worries. For example, for ages, like years, every website I went to that had ads showing disgusting illustrations of guts infested with worms and the like. It didn’t occur to me until later that my occasional complaints about my digestive woes was being received and echoed back to me. Of course I never clicked on the ads, I am not a dummy. But how disgusting and sordid is this future of “ads tailored to the individual customer.” It got worse of course with the rise of Twitter. We all just yammer our every thought on there, don’t we? What a mistake that was, the vampires were watching.
Well, that might be ending now, the whole “social media” thing. It’s useful, but it’s also a constantly-on blast of millions of peoples’ ideas and opinions and I don’t think we are set up to be able to endure that for long.
Anyway. I’ve been watching interesting videos on Youtube. Hopefully the spybots will start sending me content that’s all cats and fountain pens and obscure ancient crafts and strange architectural finds instead of horrible diseases and fancy new medicines for cancer and things like that.
I went for a walk today, and my inability to walk more than a few steps outside without getting out of breath is starting to worry me. I do think that the fact that it was very hot today was a factor in making me feel wiped out. And I haven’t felt as terrible as I did last week, when I walked downtown and did a couple of loads of laundry later. So my recovery time is better, that’s good.
I was going to write more, but the benadryl is taking effect so it’s time to go to bed.