Still not going crazy because of COVID-19. Got splashed by a car passing by too close to the curb while on my way to a Dollarama, screamed "FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!" - but other than that and some mild night time anxiety and occasional bouts of loneliness, it hasn't been so bad. I was so stunned from quarantine and getting splashed that it took me 5 minutes to realize, once I was indoors, that I still had an open umbrella above my head. Add to that my cybergoth mask and pigtails, and I'm sure I looked like a street mime on acid. This has affected me to some degree, but only in that it makes me a little out of it from how surreal the world is. I remain hopeful.
Seeing as I have the culinary skills of a field soldier (I am accustomed to dining out, usually) it's been stuff like canned soup, raw vegetables and pasta for me, when I don't get take out. I made Kraft Dinner for the first time in eons, and was reminded of this skit:
"Fattening up our tapeworms!"
It's not that it's not in me to be a good cook, it's just that I don't enjoy the process enough to give it much attention. When I cook with others, it's kind of fun, but living alone... I hate it. So I almost always get take out.
I'll post the finished painting once it's completed. Art has still been rather incremental for me, even under quarantine.