Dear fuckin' diary - I

[the_marlboroman]

Shera told me once to try an' keep a diary. Said it might help. Feelings and all that crap. Then she said a JOURNAL. More manly, I guess.

A diary! "Dear Diary, today I wrote Joey a love note and he didn't write back. Then Anna said that Krissy said that Joey said he was just using me to get to Jennifer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Well hell, I feel better already.

Goddam. Diary. What the hell is the point of writing shit down if nobody is going to read it?

I got my log books, my blue print books, tech books... what does it matter? But nothin' else is working. Guess I can try. If Shera finds this, I'll beat her senseless with it!

Here goes.

I... I'm... XXXXXXXXX

I'm getting old. My joints ache and I'm out of shape. I could care less about the fleet. I didn't build an airship to be a fuckin' taxi. Flyin' used to be about freedom. Now it's about service.

I modify weapons and vehicles on request. I transport people an' their shit. I do whatever the hell people want me to do because their ain't a goddam other thing TO do. I sleep all day just to keep these morons out of my goddam face.

I'm so fucking bored.

I miss her.

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This is so goddam stupid.