lazy monday morning, lazy monday evening
i slept in today. I took turbo for a walk and just ate up as much sun as i could. It was one of those days in which i did next to nothing but i felt really good for it.
I'm thinking i should get moving soon, but i really need to try and learn something from guitar girl first. I have this strange feeling like i can't leave until i work out why her songs are like they are. I've never felt this kind of need to know something before. It is actually a very strange feeling.
Oh, i guess i do have something else to talk about. In my dream this morning i was in a hallway with a janitor's mop and bucket, and i was trying to clean up a puddle on the floor but it just wasn't happening. The pattern on the floor was all these squares in various shades of green, and it was all a bit ugly. Then this guy in a suit and sunglasses pushed me over from out of nowhere, kicked down the door in front of me and shouted, 'Don't touch that, you fool!', and then i saw him kick down another door and shout, 'Dammit man! Pick up the pen already!!!'
It was a bit strange.
Peter said he had an assignment for me, and i said i would accept the assignment on the condition that he and Roger stopped attempting to contact headquarters through Turbo. Peter talked it over with Roger, and after convincing Roger that it was not a plot to cut off communication for the oncoming muffin bot slaughterfest he was sure was coming, he agreed to my condition.
Funnily enough, i have to deliver some 'sensitive materials' to a factory worker called Sumael (What're the odds!?), and he will direct me from there onto my next 'assignment' Actually, Peter said i don't need to worry about getting it to him straight away, so long as he gets them by the end of the week.
I think i will stick around one more week, because Blake is feeling like a move might be necessary. Somewhere with more people, and more bars, and more things to do.
Actually, aren't i supposed to get paid for working in the factory? I really should look into that.
Blake out.
I'm thinking i should get moving soon, but i really need to try and learn something from guitar girl first. I have this strange feeling like i can't leave until i work out why her songs are like they are. I've never felt this kind of need to know something before. It is actually a very strange feeling.
Oh, i guess i do have something else to talk about. In my dream this morning i was in a hallway with a janitor's mop and bucket, and i was trying to clean up a puddle on the floor but it just wasn't happening. The pattern on the floor was all these squares in various shades of green, and it was all a bit ugly. Then this guy in a suit and sunglasses pushed me over from out of nowhere, kicked down the door in front of me and shouted, 'Don't touch that, you fool!', and then i saw him kick down another door and shout, 'Dammit man! Pick up the pen already!!!'
It was a bit strange.
Peter said he had an assignment for me, and i said i would accept the assignment on the condition that he and Roger stopped attempting to contact headquarters through Turbo. Peter talked it over with Roger, and after convincing Roger that it was not a plot to cut off communication for the oncoming muffin bot slaughterfest he was sure was coming, he agreed to my condition.
Funnily enough, i have to deliver some 'sensitive materials' to a factory worker called Sumael (What're the odds!?), and he will direct me from there onto my next 'assignment' Actually, Peter said i don't need to worry about getting it to him straight away, so long as he gets them by the end of the week.
I think i will stick around one more week, because Blake is feeling like a move might be necessary. Somewhere with more people, and more bars, and more things to do.
Actually, aren't i supposed to get paid for working in the factory? I really should look into that.
Blake out.
posted by Kenshin at 10:14 PM
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