Monday, December 15, 2008

Day 91 in The Hatch.

Several new books have arrived through the secret tube-post I've managed to set up within the walls, after I dug my way through some stucco for two weeks with nothing but the handle of a salad fork. Now I keep myself busy reading book after book on Greek mythology and Narnian magic and Stonehenge. The light from the oil lamp is far too dim to read by, but the main lights have chemicals in the bulbs that make me dizzy after they've been on for more than 5 minutes.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel, though; a bleak promise of hope and redemption ahead. In the meantime, I'll just have to continue pushing the button and scratching the days off on the wall until the time comes. Luckily, I managed to get a hold of one of those chocolate-a-day Christmas calendars, so the act of counting down days comes with a yummy (if not waxy) little treat.
The noise it makes grows exponentially with each passing week. It's a good thing credit is finally coming in where credit is due, thanks to the good people at the Hanso-Mittelwerk-Vincent corporation. With it I can acquire new ammunition for my headphones, and thus block out the noises the fridge makes. Merciful Poseidon, PLEASE kill that fridge.
Actually, wait a little while before you kill it. there's still some eggnog left inside.

Free Tibet.

"Half the stuff he says goes way over my head, the other half goes way, WAY over."
-Frank Lapidus, discussing Dr. Miles Faraday

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