Monday, June 13th, 2011 at 11:15 pm

… - Leopold Whitehead

Astraman is still downstairs.  He’s made a friend and they’ve broken the glass in the door.  The wooden slats are too thin for them to get through, but we can hear them – even through flat door itself.

Fed up.  Want to get out.  Anne and I are inflating the airbed and sleeping in the attic tonight with the stairs pulled up.

Fucking fed up.  Anne is having a cry.  Want to join her.  Fucking zombies.  FUCKING FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!