The Last of Us is so unrealistic. Joel finds scissors everywhere, and I can't even find them in the drawer I put them in. I guess there's not really anyone round to use them and not put them back in The Last of Us.

We're ending free movement to stop all the bad immigrants and also make it infinitely more difficult to leave this country for any reason but mostly don't forget we're doing this because of immigrants and not because millions of people were tricked into voting for something that wasn't adequately explained to them and now everyone has to suffer.

I hate this country and everyone in it.

Since we have been isolating, I've been writing my journal frequently. Journals are somewhat incompatible with 2020, in that you don't share. There's no immediate audience. My audience is the romantic notion that someone will find all this after I'm dead, and read it, and just remember I was alive for a moment before tossing those pages in the bin and continuing to search for anything of value I might have owned.

The best thing about writing for people who will read after you're dead is that you can say whatever you want. You can write the most emo nonsense imaginable and people will go "wow so profound" because you're dead. And even if they don't; who cares? You're dead now. And they have to still be alive. Idiots.

My point is: write a journal. Get yourself a nice pen and some nice paper and write what you did today. It won't always be a scintillating tale, but I can confidently assert that you won't regret the time you spend writing it.

(unless a person you write about reads it dear god don't let that happen)

We started watching Anthony Bourdain: Parts Unknown and I absolutely love it. It's the perfect intersection of Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, and Louis Theroux. Anthony Bourdain is a brilliant host and interviewer. I'm so glad there are twelve seasons of this.

Kids profiles on Disney+ are for people who post reviews on Common Sense Media; almost completely devoid of any edge whatsoever.

Tabitha watching Qi'ra kissing Han in Solo: they do that loads
Charlotte: what, kissing?
Tabitha: yeah
Charlotte: they're in love!
Tabitha: did you and daddy kiss loads when you were in love?
Me: 😒😭

When Barbossa says in Pirates of the Caribbean "I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request", "acquiesce" already includes a reluctance component, which makes the use of "disinclined" redundant. He's essentially saying "I am reluctant to reluctantly comply with your request".

Sometimes I wonder if people I work with realise how lucky they are to be still getting paid their full salary and actually have a job right now. People acting like they're waiting for money to run out so they can get furloughed and chill a bit whilst everyone else is desperate for that to not happen.