Summary: <br> Patrick is sick once again and is paranoid about the coronavirus again. The studio is about to be wrecked as Patrick’s landlord finally agreed to install some auxiliary air conditioners, which is great for the winter chills. He’s also waiting for the last hurdle of his home-buying adventure by trying to get some documents from the Homeowner’s Association. All the old cables and equipment must go! We’re going to be all powered by Unifi now. Patrick has a real beef with Hubble contact lenses, which he’s convinced are sucking up moisture and squeezing the living fuck out of his eyeballs. Could it be that he does have COVID? Could it be allergies? Or is it all Hubble’s fault because of their blood lenses. <br>
