Day 6 of plague...

Now being a zombie - red eyes, wretched caugh, agonising sore throat, general malaise, is accompanied by period and headache.

Pumpkins still not carved.

Kids haven't been outside in 6 days.

Brains fried by Baby Bus and Cocomelon.

Will we ever live again?

Kad es uz sevi skatos no malas, es sev shkjietu kaa liels nezaalju lauks, kuraa tikai mazs stuuriitis ir sakariigi izkopts - taads kaa Dievam patiktu.

Nesakopta paradiize ir elle.

Es tik ljoti veelos buut labaaks cilveeks, un fakts ka es to driizaak te rakstu nevis kaut ko taa labaa daru, shkjiet kaa jau zinaama nolemtiiba.