Nov 10, 2003 08:10
Well, here I am in San Fransisco. They've given me quarters here and tell me that the want to talk to me some more. I think I know where they've got the Mustang docked. However, it would be suicide to try to go after it.
This whole situation makes no sense to me.
Why did I, messed up outta my skull, decide that it would be a good idea to come to Earth?
What does Lothar have to do with all of this?
If they were so interested in the Mustang or thought I was up to something, why didn't they come after me, instead of waiting until I randomly showed up?
Well, I hope they don't pull out any of the heavy duty equipment to examine the Mustang, some of what I've got set up in there is not exactly "regulation." Maybe they will be appeased with the hologram I've provided for them.
I'm gonna go see if I can find a cigarette in this city...