I almost feel guilty for the day I’ve had...
today I think in preparation for what’s to come...
- Naturally, as only few could I’m motivated, inspired, and accepting of becoming the best me I can for when re-emergence (duh, not my word... but Anna Wintour’s.) happens for me.
- I wish it was going to be for us all at once and that a commitment to forward only movements were not only the reality but the best, i heartened for us all- but I have to simply trust that the stellars that govern and make decisions for the community in which I’m apart of will continue to persevere. I have no doubt that caution will guide us and if a backpedal is required then like mayor garcetti and Governor Newsome weren’t afraid to make those critical, crucial, decisive decisions that kept individuals and families alike in their homes and apartments from the beginning. I swear it was before there was an actual decision on what the name of this sickness would be.
- Vogue emails and news in general I’ve missed- the reality I’ve accepted and the day to day living in the numbers has been something I've decided to only frequent at will. Omg the vogue opinion articles or any of them are like absolute trust and fresh air that I can only speak to through you finding your own opinion through your own experience- hang on wait, that’s means that I and you and then... ok. Cool. I dunno if that was a tongue twister or tie’er’er or not but omg...
- I’m so curious what the article I read today is worth. I don’t know how often she’s written outside the editors note which is literally always my favorite. Has been since I was an intern somewhere else a long time ago. It’s like those little pieces of them. Well- it motivated me to compile this jumble of words so thank you. Truly.
- Can you do an article on painting. I think people who are able to paint the walls of their home cause they sick of looking at them. It’s a pain and might have to be redone but you’d be surprised what you can do. I put grey on the walls of an apartment in San Jose and queened out
- You know the dude in the gym shorts... let them give you grief and hey, it could have been a blow job.
- Then the dude with the naked girl in the background... that’s some sabotage!
- I can home to a dominos pizza. Thin crust. With pepperoni and mushrooms. Literally I sat down and bbc was on... so there’s a very something I haven’t heard called an r value. Or an r number. Yes my name is ray. Heyyy. But it looks at the sickness itself. So if I am able to transmit it, is it going to be a 1:1 or 1:4 or it even goes to 0.6. So I do hope that there efforts and ours are stead fast with constant data collection. It’s so important but as the days go on and many moving factors are added it’s Important to not live in the data… but eventually it’s a more and more broad spectrum. Like ok I had to give my patient fluids and more pain meds today but he got up to the chair and took his first shit after surgery. I realize we’re talking about lives lost in a lot of numbers... so I’m respectful but just trying to
- Oh my god this dude been on a boat since February! Like the navy need a consult because his loops of henle may need some support...
- I love you
- I’m so happy you’re safe.
- Order some rollers. Some paint. Grey is always great. They have those roller kits. Give the kiddos some markers. Order those protectors for the base boards-different kind of paint! He’ll let the dog walk around and put his little prints. Some don’t have this opportunity and don’t not take advantage to have those literal remembers of just how beautiful life is and that those situations don’t warrant a slap or hit or yell... but a hug and love!
- So what’s our r number right now?
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