Day 26, self quarantine. Someone I know — someone close to me—is in the hospital with COVID-19. That stupid Bob Lefsetz email came true.
Gary thinks he’s going shopping at Aldi this morning. He’s going to have to tackle me first. I am up at dawn to hide his keys.
I just signed up for Hulu. I will now proceed to watch every damn episode of every damn season of Top Chef since 2006.
Hopefully I will not have to think for the rest of the weekend.