Mar 16, 2005 21:19
I’m trying to keep a clear head here, but I think I just discovered the meaning of life. It’s written on a leaf somewhere. Now which leaf was it? And we still don’t have a fishing net. Jack is asleep on the couch wearing nothing but his partially unravelled hat.
Whattimeisit? Time is relative, Sam says. OhgodogodohGOD…time distortion is very bad. Realised my hat may very well hold key to meaning of life. The leaves were just put there to mislead me. It’s definitely a conspiracy. Very hungry. Is there any more soup?