P.022 (And the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all)

[grows_poppies]

I had to go back in today. Back to the 'system' that only operates on hours that are alltogether unwholesome to be awake at. Of course I'm not at my best, I should be asleep. I was not certain if I should have been proud or annoyed at the shock that I went in willingly and on time. They talked at me for some time, running 'psychological evaluations

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Things are hardly EVER well on the mortal plane. Why point out the obvious?

[grows_poppies]

Why waste your breath and time speaking to me if it's so obvious?

Because some things need to be said.

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Because someone had to point out the idiocy.

Hardly.

[grows_poppies]

Have you tried drugs?

[pullingback]

No.

And I don't intend to.

[grows_poppies]

How about flying kites? Feeding birds in the park? I have heard good things about getting an older dog or cat. Perhaps watercolor painting.

He's officially dubbing him as the craziest person in the complex. And he was just talking to Mania

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Why is it that you suddenly care about my hobbies?

\o/

[grows_poppies]

You are clearly deeply unhappy with your life, I'm trying to find a way to help you fix that so you stop bitching. It's tiresome.

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None of your business in the first place, and secondly - the current situation can't be fixed obviously.

[grows_poppies]

Your bitching at me makes it my business- and everyone else's. If you'd prefer no one tells you to stop whining, then keep your little black raincloud to yourself. I have bigger problems than a sudden mortality.

[pullingback]

The rain cloud is Zeus' thing, not mine. And really, in comparison it's all the same chaos recurring again.