I'm not sure what this is about

I'm feeling drained. 

I survived the pandemic without getting covid. Like a lot of other professionals, I started working at home and established that I could work remotely from other locations than my main address. Working at home has its perks, including freeing me from office drama and from hearing my boss talking on the phone. On the other hand, I lost much of my ability to form human connections. I essentially became the person I had been in college, spending my hours exclusively either browsing the Internet or working on assignments. 

Not much has changed. I still work remotely 99% of the time. Since I have calls at 8:00 in the morning, I feel very little motivation to get up and get stuck in rush hour traffic. Somehow rush traffic hour is still a thing and has only gotten worse. 

On the upside...

I took Jazz singing class and poetry class and romance writing class and Japanese 1 online. At this point, I only plan to continue Jazz classes in person. People keep telling me my two-and-a-something octave range is remarkable. 

(On the contrary, my low and high registers just sound really distinct. I will still enjoy the ego boost.)

My new career goals now include

• to become a background singer for a Queen cover band or
• to become a QA for the Pokemon Go team or
• to be a prophet for the god of computational geometry

I got an expensive tablet for doing digital artwork. Then I broke it. Then I bought an IPad Air secondhand.

I write StarTrek fanfic instead of drawing on my fancy new secondhand tablet these days. (So Vulcans supposedly have few emotions and yet are often the ones who struggle to adapt to life on a StarFleet ship?) 

This summer, I did an autopsy on malware and watched deer piss on the lawn of the British Columbia Parliament building. 

Sirs and madams, I fear that your roses are deer munchies. Godspeed.