Well now we've sat down and had our little chat, about everything except the issues I write about here, as usual. And we've had food, which I'm reasonably sure isn't drugged, but there's still more I'd like to share with you.
Its not all smoothed over for me. The cigarettes are the only cigarettes I have and the drug they're laced with is the one that makes me soil myself. Its the same drug that is in my skin cream, which I wish you hadn't drugged because I really needed that cream. When the weather started turning warm I slathered it on my feet and put on some sandals and now every time I wear those sandals I can feel the drug. I taste it in my mouth and it makes my lips numb and my stool loose, occasionally very loose. It also makes my scalp, lips and hands tingle. Its very uncomfortable, and clearly not natural. Its obvious that I'm being drugged and frustrating is a very tactful way of describing my experience dealing with it.
The drugs in my drinks make me sleep. Sometimes I sleep 18 hours a day, which wouldn't be so frustrating if it wasn't obvious that you are frustrated with my sleeping all the time. I think your plan is that I'll sleep at night and be awake during the day, but that hasn't panned out yet.
I'll tell you something else I know. Whoever is helping you with this, putting the drugs in the bottles of beer and packaged foods, has a plan too. Their plan is that sooner or later I'll get so frustrated that I'll kill you, and in the meantime they'll have a good laugh.
This is stupid. It wasn't working last year. Its not working this year. Its never going to do anything but make things worse. Stop it.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
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