My first symptoms and positive test were on Saturday evening; on Sunday, my doc faxed a prescription for Paxlovid to my pharmacy, but didn't check all the necessary boxes and whoever was working at the drugstore was an intern or something without authority to do anything, Monday was Labor Day... but today, finally, I got me my 30 little pills, and have just taken my first dose of 3 of 'em. Take that, you mindless self-replicating collection of RNA! Die! Die! Dissolve into uncoordinated atoms, and never darken my metaphorical doorstep again!

... Look, I've been breaking into my emergency reserve of cheering-up video bookmarks (ranging from orchestral arrangements of Undertale music to The Three Stooges' Christmas Album), for those few hours-a-day I'm awake right now, and I'm going to unashamedly wallow in any ridiculous anthropomorphization that helps keep my spirits up.