Well, nothing serious. If this shit won't calm down in a few months, I won't be able to go back to my motherland. Also, my visa expires, so I will be in a foreign country, unable to work, and probably will have problems with a law. I'd rather catch this fucking flu to be quite honest.
It’s not ruined now, but i’m planning to move to a different city this summer, as soon as I get my degree on hands. Like, to start a new life and serious career in a more perspective place.
So I’m afraid that a) region borders will be closed due to quarantine OR b) plane tickets will be very overpriced.
There was supposed to be a Pokemon Go community Day last weekend but it got postponed. Fuck you coronavirus, I wanted to catch imaginary fighting creatures.
I'm worried that my friend's band will be affected, it's a brand new project that's supposed to debut in April and they're hoping that it's far enough out that they won't have to postpone anything.
My weeknight poker group was canceled cause one of them is a germ sperg and the rest of us are all unwashed apes, probably. Weekend D&D group gives zero fucks and still going strong though, I plan to bring bat-shaped cookies and Corona this week.
My office is closed, but all work info is in a cloud, and I will be getting a work cell phone tomorrow so I can work from home until the pandemic passes. There actually is a lot more work than usual due to the virus keeping my office’s clients at home, and I am willing to work some extra hours and get some extra pay because of it.
The city just went on shelter-in-place orders so I guess I'm not skateboarding down to the fudge shop like I planned. First my imaginary monsters and now my fudge.
*edit* and now the fudge shop is closed. MY LIFE IS FALLING APART
Was planning on heading to the gay bar for saint patrick's day drag show but my province has shut down all bars. The indoor flea market where I get my random hoarder shit is closed indefinitely now too. Fingers crossed that the farmer's market this weekend doesn't close. I need my beef jerky.
Worse than all that is that my plans to move to a nice 2 bedroom appt with my partner are basically fucked. He lost his job and the company might never recover. Mine is probably next. A friend of ours lost her job too so we might have to move in with her and live in a fucking living room so we dont all starve on the street.
1.) A special event we bought tickets for this past weekend for White Day got cancelled
2.) We were going to go see a screening of the original Rosemary's Baby tomorrow night, but the theaters are all closed
3.) My birthday is in about 2 weeks and it's looking likely that the plans will be off, but not for certain yet. We were going to see the Macy's Flower Show, have lunch at the Walnut Room, and then go to the aquarium. Since most of the closures are just through the end of March, it might turn out okay, but we'll see. If it does fall through, I'll go see Morrissey in Vegas this summer instead (though I guess there's always a chance that might get cancelled anyway totally unrelated to the virus, because, you know, Morrissey.)
Our regional recycling station is closed until further notice in order to practice social distancing.
This means I can no longer use their free industrial shredder to help my boss in our efforts to get rid of the old paperwork we no longer need, nor can I drop off the other recyclable junk we need to get rid of from the office in case we're asked to relocate this Summer.