Private Journal Entry - MARCH 28, 2006

To say I'm displeased with the scientists today would be a vast understatement. I'm not fond of being drugged. Yesterday morning, with the alarms and the slides, was bad enough. But for them to make me sick and then make fun of me for it is pretty shitty. I'm sure they're having a great laugh.

And then there's Dan. I'm sorry, but it's not funny to see him get electrocuted every time he touches something. Who's fucking idea was that? Cruel bastard scientists.

I don't get it. What is this testing? Our ability not to loose our temper at things we can't fight? If so, I'm losing, I guess. Though my anger is only displayed here. Hopefully it'll be gone tomorrow. I can live with one day of needless torture.

I probably shouldn't say things about them here. I'm sure they can read them, but this isn't a formal complaint. It's me venting, so that no one else has to listen to me bitch. They know what they're doing and how it will be taken, I'm sure. I just wonder what shit we have to deal with tomorrow.