Second Moderna shot's booting me in the bum. Well, in the head and various muscles, mostly. I haven't got the fever/chill thing right now. 

I'll get over it.

Thanks, everyone involved, for these vaccines. The appointment scheduling issues, and a couple days of feeling not 100% are nothing compared to possibly taking up extra time and resources from getting the disease and maybe even dying from it. 

Get vaccinated (benevolently shot), people. 

Thanks also to Rage Against the Machine for the song referenced in the title.

Big UN-thanks to the asshats who keep shooting people, and to the infrastructure that allows and semi-encourages it.

I have to mention my horror at the continued death parade. But I'll ramble about some sociopolitical stuff elsewhen.

I gotta give my bod some time to assimilate this anti-virus, flip my internal music station (Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" is already floating through the brainwaves), and consider what I might be able to do to help stem the bullet tide.

You all be safe and well. Take care of yourselves and your people, like all good humans should.