[ Wednesday, June 04, 2003 ]
wednesday wednesday... as brian (the security guard out front) said : "only eleven days till payday!"... is this what its come to?! yeef. time to fly this coop... keep reminding self, FLY THIS COOP... break out of the prison. its bad for the soul...sunshine seems like its really set in. spent lunch hangin' in a park near hear, by the hydro buildings... every time i've ever been there before, even on the sunniest of days, its been really quiet, but today it was hopping... the beasts are ready to roll onto their backs and soak up the heat and light. feels criminal to have to come back into the cage... these are beach days! beer and mushroom days! naked outdoors days! soon...
the living arrangements seem to be going pretty well... its a bit weird, i realized i haven't lived with a guy as a roomate in like, over two years... its good, its just different. drink more beer this way... i think i've been drunk every night since, like, wednesday or thursday... trying to beat my mind into submission. its a rascal, that brain.
every moment i spend in this cage seems so stupid. why are they paying me for this? its like some kind of experiment.
Escaper [6/04/2003 04:33:00 PM]
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