Harrow. It's hella early. I'm @ Sonoma, waiting for Michael to get out of class and feed me. (If you were randomly reading this, you might think that this is his pet or something. random thought).

how come there's only old people here, in the land where there is no sun... i like how my chair rocks back and forth tho, that's funn...

i can hear the old guy about six feet away from me breathing.

sleepy... hungry... great combination. food & sleep... see im a simple person. not simple minded... or am i...

ok goodnight.