[Day 50]

[emptyyourself]

[Journal Entry - Day 50]

I will not accommodate West. If I am obliged to starve because I refuse to play dress up, I will sit in the Cornfield and rot.

I am not a pawn to be used in his twisted machinations.

[Someone has discovered that not working = not eating. And this is more offense at being assigned as a lowly handyman than anything else.

Comments

[bloodyamericans]

Well he certainly isn't giving us reasons to want to cooperate.

[bloodyamericans]

Maybe that's a little strong.

What's life without drama? Even here.

[emptyyourself]

Life without drama is less intolerable.

You'll get no compassion from me. I'm in the selfsame position as you. Pity, compassion, empathy - they are all a waste of time and energy.

What would not be a waste of time and energy, however: an exit. I don't suppose you have one backstage.

[bloodyamericans]

And less interesting, but it would be nice.

I wish that I did.

[emptyyourself]

Aren't you useful.

[bloodyamericans]

I'm trying.