086. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

private;;unhackable;

It's probably a trap. Even though there's a logical check and balance--someone will be cursed, that's been the established or at least most sound reaction to the button press. Will the cursing be permanent though with someone else's escape. Escape, let's use that oh, so loosely.

I don't want anything from back home. I don't want any money here. To not press the button would be a waste. I could end up somewhere else. I could be in a coma after all, a high grade level of sleep function with the illusion of reading. "If ifs and buts were candy and nuts, we'd all have a Merry Christmas."

I'll do it. And I'll be proven right. And in knowing what to expect, then there shouldn't be that many surprises. Can't say I didn't try to leave. What idiot wouldn't? ...the list is pending.

Later today. After the hubbub dies down.
end;

Two things: what's the status of the human matchstick?
What's the deal with the usual suspects around here?

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

For him, sure. For you? What's a bit of mortal suffering.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

You don't know who he is, what he does or where he's from. Already you pity him.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

Because he's been badly injured and is probably in pain. I feel sympathy for him. Not pity.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

There's a fine line. Good to know which side you're leaning on.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

You could care less what side I'm on.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

You caught me.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

You must be such a joy to work with day-in, day-out.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Without consistency there would be disorder, chaos even.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

To err is human, Doctor House.